Fact and Tale

Between the lines, of fact, and tale, a persons life, we know not well. Some insight we have, but not all the truth, between the lines, read by me, and you. A release of sort, in our words of rhyme, our therapy to calm, when we feel like crying. Days will come, and then they pass, bringing sunshine, and shadows that last. Thoughts rekindled from yesterdays mind, reading the words written from a poet in time. Miles between, separate our face, but words of wisdom we daily trace. Explore the words from everyone here, although very far, they are always so near.