A Shame
When the clouds cover the sun-
When the veil hides the bride-
When the lips mask the smile-
Something happens.
A beauty has been hidden,
And it is felt.
One can not discover the splendor
Until all is made right again
And the world, privileged.
Nothing makes sense
When flowers don't blossom;
When time loses its ticker,
And, most of all,
When admiration goes by
And is squandered.
Copyright © Josey Portas | Year Posted 2007
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