Come On Over
row and glide,
but do not hide,
for millions lie hidden
in cold pockets,
who will warm by reflection
of we who see,
grasping the secret power
of the present.
- peek around the corner
from the quiet shores of
sentimental memories.
- come out and be defenseless.
Copyright © Dave Martsolf | Year Posted 2015
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