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Michael Poppa Poem
Waltz of Love and Time.
In the fervor of of life, love can go unseen, unheard, unspoken.
Dark places become our mind's dwellings, the silence dreaded and unbroken.
A prison of our own construction, and built of pain and suffering
All to easy does it become, in those times, to forget the ones offering.
The ones whose very presence heals your soul, embracing and protecting.
A love that is pure and undying, something that needs no perfecting
In this love you must rejoice. Have faith and dwell not in the darkness.
For in this love is given the true meaning of life: Peace ,in love, is harnessed.
Like fire handed down by Prometheus, respected and revered.
The gift that must be tended. To your loved ones draw near.
For time is fickle, events unpredictable, our time on earth unknown.
Make precious those moments, each second a gem, in the life we cannot postpone.
Copyright © Michael Poppa | Year Posted 2017
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