when is it time exact
for death to role it's loving eyes
to children young and old
who simply do as God fortold
why fear that which is
a passage blessedto soft requite
where time is no aged clock
but simple love in arms sweet hold
Poems are such personal, emotional works. Some are written to be viewed by the writer only, others are meant to be shared, to serve as inspiration to others. I hope you enjoy reading them as much as I have enjoyed writing them. I am honored to include the work of a fine writer whose work I have enjoyed for a long time. He has agreed to post some of his prose and poetry here for all of us to enjoy. Welcome to Elwood Jake. Please feel free to share yours or comment on what you read here.
Posted by Paula and Elwood's Poetic Palace at 7:15 PM
1 comment:
another truly beautiful piece, Elwood. Thanks for sharing it.
Amandalyn
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