Time To Go Merry-Go-Round
You are in your prime, and I’m in my clime;
Why sweetie in twenty then we waste this time?
Come, dance; we can gently our pleasures hound,
For here’s a time for us to go merry-go-round.
Run around, and you’ll see how flowers bloom
And drones fly around wanting for some room;
Birds, herds, and all love while their time is high,
So come sweetie; in delay, our prime will sigh.
Moon smiles and night palls a velvet blue veil,
And owls and curlews hail with a flirting tale;
Xylophones and cymbals bounce for our dance,
So come sweetie; let’s dive in a hypnotic trance.
March 11, 2021
ALL YOURS (Mar 12) Poetry Contest
Contest Sponsor: Brian Strand
Aug. 16, 2020
*A 1st Place* in the following contest (judged on Aug. 27, 2020)
A Time For Us
Sponsor: JCB Burl
Copyright © Newton Ranaweera | Year Posted 2020
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