Michael F Lewis Poet Free verse

Last Transformation

the last transformation, a gift he’ll never see
wanting to become something new
a dream come true
swinging from a rope in the shed
golden specks of dust in rays of sunlight
sing the silent fanfare of the new creation

Michael F. Lewis
6/16/2013

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Funom Makama April 20, 2015 at 9:02 AM Wow! This is without a doubt a 7. I am so voracious for more of your lines right now and I definitely will come by to enjoy the bliss of your words.

Jiril Clemons July 10, 2013 at 3:59 PM Great description of whats next, in few words. Brilliant work, Michael. Check out some of my poems,might find some you like.