Once a Glimpse
Once a bridge has made its way,
to open doors from yesterday;
Will gift a hint for where to stay,
across the time from where it's gray.
Once a scene has played again,
with clueless when or what and when;
There lives a life of the tintless pen,
which all the least, are those forgotten.
Once a day turned back to past,
where all rests in a frozen vast;
There hides a smile in the vintage cast,
while in a dream, it never lasts.
Once progress splits to tear,
with fruitful thoughts in crystal clear;
There lies a heart in the deepest dream,
with all its joy in the loudest scream.
And once a glimpse will take all over,
memories slowly cross to forever.
12-15-18
Pajo, John Christoper I.
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