made by
a thousand priceless moments i cannot recall,
bundled inside
a corner is dark but warm, inviting
where I rest on soft pillows, make dreams
happiness from signs and feathers
aloft in most gentle winds
I am made of this, in this, from this
when time fades this fabric
like a sun bleached shell
i will still look upon the brittle remains
and know
i have made a journey through love
4 comments:
this is absolutely beautiful, it gives such a blissful feeling
Hello
this thought came to me, seems so true; as much as i remember, there is far more i do not-- and so much of it was wonderful, happy times with people i care about-- but it is all still there...thank you Lovely Lady...H
I love this--and there is so much more to remember. Thank you!
odd thing Susan, was one of your poems that inspired this...thank you!
Post a Comment