Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Tuesday, November 02, 2021

Lifetime

 I took to cleaning as the

years had taken their toll,

stacked in the corner was 

the words I had written

long ago.


The box held memories

of the years gone by and 

I felt a bit melancholy 

as if I had drank a little

wine.


I was caught up in the moment

and my heart began to ache, 

as I wiped the tears from my cheek

and tried to mend the heart break.


Music came to mind 

and once more I began dance,

I held my arms open 

and to the heavens I glanced.


There is this place within me

where I store the love filled rhymes

and when I am feeling lonely 

I read the poems of a lifetime.

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