In the Quiet
the memories come...
in those silent moments
it is the memories to be...
shining like beacons
in the calm....
myriad remembances
of lives touched
and touched by...
of loved souls
taken home
leaving lessons....
of old friends seen
too long ago...
and...of that time...
to be danced together...
towards the center...
0 Comments:
Post a Comment
<< Home