Words That Bind
Their words reach out to me in a poetical embrace
As if our minds were one as through family and blood
These friends of mine who create beauty through the written word
Designing living visions as if framed in fine antique lace
They write of life and past loves and times yet to pass
All cradled in poems that provide portraits in verse
Some long and some short; some bitter some sweet
Each one flowing as sand through an ageless hour glass
With love as their vision and hope as their guide
They construct living stories from where silence once stood
The poems bloom like beautiful flowers springing to life
Be not still friends of mine your works fill me with pride
So as time passes and we write in our far distant retreats
Do not forget me as we are bound by our words and our works
Continue to write and fear not as I will always be near by
In the audience you will see me - center aisle front row seat
©Copyright Jan. 29, 2010 Charlie Gragg
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