A Timeless Tale
Let me tell you a timeless tale of no tomorrow
A tale of time of constant sorrow
And lonely rhymes no one follows.
A sip of fear he now swallows.
Where shall he go or even wallow
If stumbling on blocks of yesterday's sleepy hollow.
Can he wake up from yesterday's dream?
Now angels of the night shine him a moonbeam
And write him a riddle he cannot solve.
Keep him occupied so he can evolve
To play a fiddle of a tune he will resolve.
Now listen to a timeless tale he has been called.
Copyright © William Kinard | Year Posted 2008
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