Words Shroud My Memory

Words shroud my memory  Of late spring that we broke The glasses of wine  With beauty so bespoke Words shroud my memory Of the time we last met The benign soul  The beat within… Words shroud my memory Of love that remains Lost in ponder A vacuum it creates  Words shroud my memory  The lastContinue reading “Words Shroud My Memory”

Life Calling…

The beauty of life Whence it gets lost The mystery that it creates One day it gets lost A fine day to think A fine day to revel The mystery called life And the joys within Hold on to those precious moments Ones that create memories Lives will get lost along the way Memories createdContinue reading “Life Calling…”