"the promise" -
As every evenings
sunset parts with winking,
I rest my daily
remeniscent thinking,
Of days gone by
those memories past musing,
To ponder chapters past
receiving for the losing,
So now I live in focused
constant present,
The morrow promises
a dawning evervescent,
Toward the promise
open heart desired,
So calmly forthright
waiting not aspired,
Since borrowed is the moment
quick to come,
Past all I have endured
yet not succumb.
JM 2003 - Oct - 21
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