locked in dark wood
Warm wood glowing with tales of time,
slowly releasing mind snapped pictures felt more than seen,
with hearty good health and hearty good cheer,
i slowly smile as i remember what i'v not seen,
what i feel as tho i knew in a dream,
a memory maybe locked in dark wood,
a memory of sometime, sometime ago,
hazy smoke laughter lifted to fill,
gaps in the now, maybe history's wish is my will.
Copyright © Kevin callaghan | Year Posted 2013
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