Free Verse # 460 (forgotten by the years)

Like the sun,
like a candle,
like fog,
like the waves,
like birdsongs,
like silence,
your face
as I hold it
inside my heart.


This poetry,
I labor to make beauty
hoping that one day
it will touch your eyes.


You and me
in a cabin
by a forest lake,
counting the leaves
as they fall,
forgotten by the years.


Perhaps I knew you
in another life,
for when I think of you
my spirit moves like water
and sunlight becomes
the face of my soul.


In my memory
I run through the fields
of my childhood
with the summer sun
warm on my face


Winter day…
in the distance
I hear your voice
rolling with the clouds


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