Song of My Life
I listened to the tires on rainy streets.
My loving cat, breathed melodiously.
Softest purrs, parts of a heaven's orchestra .
A moment dancing on the stage of time.
I do not lock memories, far away.
In my beating heart, time won't hold a sway!
Unlike cold, declared bodies in a morgue.
Into today's breath, they are indeed, forged.
Thus, each moment of my past, a famed Monet!
Never gone, unique like this newborn day!
4/7/2021
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Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2021
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