Dear Aquiver,
Inevitable throughout the world
Aliferious falterer, hearing distant thunder of life’s journey,
Could it be such sweetest scented rain, in veins
Hence the coming of wisdom reflecting lighted candelabra?
Shedding youth is never complete
Refuse to allow it to fall at your feet
Mute the sound of final retreat
Lift your soul to highest gleaming!
Take not arrogant flight of demeaning
Softly follow path of golden lace and pleat,
Enhancement of youth, ribboned in grace seaming ~
Tremble not gallant wings, courageous in aging, all meet.
© 2013-2018 Myth (All rights reserved)

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