tender so those the voices
that laden calls unto me
beautiful the rekindle words
spoken lovely told
harsh the cool brisk winds
nurtured sparks kindling temps
winds music softy plays
Aals! dearest so heart
beating inside my vessel
stalls still standings
hearts beatings within this these seasons
I am alive
12/22/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2023©
from anthology " a Place 4 Her Heart "
Categories:
aals, adventure, analogy, blessing, destiny,
Form: Free verse