Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Thursday, April 10, 2025

Part

 There is a song in the sound of the wind,

whispering to you my friend of days gone by.

From the moment we said hello, I couldn't let go

as you've become a central part of me. 


There is dream, I dream every night, 

the feelings I can't fight as I see you there. 

From the moment we said hello, I couldn't let go

as you've become a forever part of me. 


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The  years have quickly passed by

and I still sit here dreaming of you. 

Imagining how life could be 

if you were with me till the end. 


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Time prepares us for the moment

as the lessons of life add up. 

I think I always knew it 

from the child that looked into her 

grandmothers eyes. 


This is where life leads us,

the path we're meant to be on,

as we journey further while

looking back at the days long gone.



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