At the Close of Day   Leave a comment

A moment of magic

when all the beauty of the heavens

reached down

to share its glory with the earth.


Verse and Rhyme

In my quiet nighttime space

I go to find that private place

Where dreams and memories hide

And the secret parts of me abide.

The well worn path along a stream

The snow white sand around the beach

The room in which we used to dream

The dreams that are now out of reach

All part of the life that’s me

A book that’s open for all to see

If they will only take the time

To find the verse and read the rhyme.




Posted June 19, 2012 by PapaBear in Photo, Prose

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