Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Friday, July 27, 2012

ok maybe a little closer

The sound of the train,
the blue of the sky,
the waves on the river
and a pebble or two.

Looking back and
here is what I see,
the view of the child,
that lives on in me.

The sound of the train,
the blue of the sky,
the waves on the river
and a pebble or two.
~
There are chapters with many pages 
and a few still left to turn. On this 
stroll through life there is still a lot 
to learn. 


There is mountains yet to climb 
and river and seas and a journey
that awaits for you and me. 


There are storms in passing,
skies so blue and a cloud 
where I feel your hand pull
me close to you. 



There are chapters with many pages 
and a few still left to turn. On this 
stroll through life there is still a lot 
to learn. 


There is dance each evening,
the smile each morn and the
faith into tomorrow from the
day our love was born.
~

...as close as my dreams.




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