A minute to make a moment
the instant to endear
A vow to make a marriage
more committed year to year
A ribbon to make a bow
once the tie is fastened right
A hope turned into wishes
wrapping tidings ever tight
A man begets a son
with his legacy passing on
A matriarchal mother
making lullabies of songs
All time forever timeless
past—future in default
As fate unlocks eternal
the Muse inside your vault
(The New Room: June,2022)
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