The Few Ladies, He Touched Poem by james watkin
The Few Ladies, He Touched
So lightly twas stepped in
What in life kicked up
For sand of Time's appraisal.
As in ocean's death-surge
Shallowest, to roll
O'er what's time-rubbed for recall.
Yet on our minds traced deep
That warmingly borne
In voice-bursts the winds along.
A summer-like uplift
Year-round. As what for
Souls, wing-torn, raised up in song.
Monday, June 17, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: love,memory
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