Life's Poetic Progeny

I dream of simpler days Of chivalry and blooming skirts Of Innocence When poetry flowed from the heart And the love felt there was true When joy was real… Take my hand and lead me into the past, Your past Let me dream with you walk in your memories re-live your experiences Hand in hand, Show me the very sun, that lights up your sky That voice, that smile, that twinkle in your eye I know that look … Ascending into better bygone times I love that look, I am ready Teach me your wisdom Tell me your tales, advise me Let me walk that mile with you in your shoes Let me bask in the glory of Your Life’s Legacy -'poetry as legacy' poetry contest-