Across the Seas of Time
Pine not for the times of yore
and the voices not forgotten
They’ve sailed unto a distant shore
to a land naught misbegotten
They’ve traveled over the golden seas
to a land with choicest fruit
and left the land of mallow lees
and the melodies of lute
on the vigils cliffs we stand
neath the hot and steamy sun
holding hearts within our hand
to those we miss now gone
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C Michael Miller
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Copyright © Poetryof Providence | Year Posted 2014
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