Red Ink
The pages of our lives are penned
With scribbled, red-inked edit marks
On sections that we would amend,
With jotted notes,
Favorite quotes,
Perhaps imagined story arcs,
And circled parts remembered when
In calm reflection we retrace
The past that led us to this point.
So write notes in the margin space
With hope enshrine
This lasting sign
In hallowed, sanguine ink annoint
Each page that led us to this place.
8.9.18
Contest: Rhyme Time 6 - Verses of Metaphors
Rhyme scheme: ABACCBA
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