Wistful In The Memory
By sidewinder
Traces of light, A rainbow dances in the sun fulfilling a promise that is made for all, A heart touched by the first act of love, Shadows disappear in the following sunset, Regrets like illusions go by the wayside, And in the melodies of time a solitude gives insight & compassion, Visionaries recreate miracles to those who need them reviled by its uniqueness and celebrated by natures silent embrace, Touched from sonnets, Those creative giants give revelations that hold true today, Prime in its invocation of a new ballad wistful in the memory. Nov. 3, 1997 Written March 12th, 2002 © on Mar 12 2002 09:52 AM PST, Billy E. Whitehorn other
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