26 Friday Apr 2019
Posted in Poetry, spirituality
Tags
age, endearing, gathering, grace, home, life, love, memory, moments, promise, time, truth, where I am whole, wisdom
in time
the past will blur
and I will dream no more
of empty fields
whispers set aflame
I will gather then
unto me
moments without place
touch I swore to bear
beyond the grave
. . .
Starry-eyed Writer, Cautious Philosopher, Hopeful Romantic
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