The pages curl
with passing time,
residing in a youthful whirl
of sparkling rhyme.
To yet renew
within our lives,
a brighter flame
moving through,
the mundane tasks
that drag us down…
and out amongst
the will of man,
of sea and sand
to lead us to…
the promised land.
Our spirits rise
we bid farewell,
beneath the guise
of “time will tell.”
September 20, 2018 at 2:32 pm
Awesome poem, dear. I particularly liked the visual and description as the poem unfolds. Like a flower it blooms. I loved it, very honest.
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September 20, 2018 at 2:33 pm
Grazie!
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September 20, 2018 at 2:33 pm
You’re welcome, dear. 🙂
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September 21, 2018 at 7:49 pm
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