Vernon Witmer Poet Rhyme

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The Miracle of Memories

My breath once scattered seeds of dandelions.
I stared in moments lost to grains of sand.
Walked among the nighttime stars in wonder;
Held golden leaves within my youthful hand.
Watched a shoestring dangle through the wide eyes of a kitten. 
So much older then was I, my life unwritten.
I touched an eagles’ feather, wondered why or whether, 
Others felt such wonder in their heart.
Cold handlebars of bikes and dust or rust the likes of which 
Were Layered on much older things than I.
I watched a  paper airplane fly, a barrel burning in the yard,
Ate fruit right off a growing tree, and found it’s not so hard 
To wonder what it means to be. Life is still like that for me,
Filled with mighty miracles I wish each heart could see.

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Regina Mcintosh November 27, 2020 at 6:54 AM Such a beautiful poem, dear friend - A true blessing to absorb - You whisper delicious sentiments that enchant and uplift. God bless you always Vernon Witmer November 28, 2020 at 11:14 AM Thank you Regina, as one of your followers I return your sentiments with a blessing for all your sharing. I am enjoying the lasting fragrance of all that you have written.

Anne-Lise Andresen November 27, 2020 at 2:27 AM - A wonderful poem, Vernon ... memories are miracles both the good and the bad ... we will collect memory throughout life :) - // Anne-Lise :) Vernon Witmer November 28, 2020 at 11:17 AM Thank you SS. I am reviewing and enjoying your portfolio as I am relatively new to Soup. Your visuals are so spot on and I so envy your knowledge of poetic styles. So much brilliance to aspire to. Mikey.