Cry Me a

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FEBRUARY 2018

Cry Me a

 

Silent dream..... 

Theres a melody in my heart.

That’s yet to be played.

For, I have no singer, for the song.

And the words lay, unfinished.

I hope to hear it sung.

Even if, only at my grave.

Beyond, words......

Beyond, mere .......flesh and blood.

This feeling lasts, beyond infinity.

It’s immeasurable, in the realms of time.

Each tear, is a silent chord, struck.

And the rhythm flows, 

like an unending 

 

river.

Giajl © Jim Love  

 

 

 

 

 

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