Vignette In Time
Allow love to fly free
On its own wings it will carry me
The sweetest of rhymes
In their gentle persuasion
Soon I find
In the rhythms of the day
In the stillness of time
Those melodic phrases
Are captured in lines
The boldest of words
Can cut like a knife
Bringing into the light
A slice of a day
In someone’s life
From days long ago
A War of Roses
An impassioned fight
Echoing still
In words
On a page
A emphatic plea
Of cause and effect
Their time was at hand
But for the briefest of moments
They penned out in words
Their heart
Their mind
Their body and soul
Pleading with all who would follow
To forge a NEW path
Neither friend nor foe
Should dissuade you from your task
In some long forgotten book
In WORDS
On a PAGE
Are a leaflet of time
THEY are there to remind you
To FORGIVE
and FORGET
is DIVINE
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