Poem by Candy Kelly
Oh, merciful memory when I am old
Save me to remember what I behold:
Thunder clouds that roam the sweeping skies
And charmed their way into my eyes.
Enchanting splendor of flowers, oh how they'd dance,
Of kisses, desires and wild romance.
(When ages ancient chains tether me
Permit my memories to set me free) .
Memory, paralyze this period of time
Together with prisms rainbows in my mind,
Battered inner eye, let me see
The face of Gods infinity
And OH, how glorious life was for me.
When easy breezes brushed my hair
And gentle rain could find me there.
I'd hear fits of children laughing,
invision moonlights prancing.
(Oh, seasoned senses set me free,
withered wants remember me) .
Thrilled with times when I was young
Still feel the bliss of wanting- none.
Ah, weathered spirit let me soar,
To be imprisoned, never more.
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