Poetry

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Mood

As memories twinkle remembrance fords,
Her eyes close their curtain. Her soft night glows;
The errant soul dances on witty cords.

Summer’s drowsy breeze numbs her stifled words
Let her weary heart proses its bores. So
Her memories twinkle remembrance fords

Fall teases her undead leaves with his swords
Venom winds evisc’rate her green in slow
The errant soul dances on gloomy cords

Winter pours on her heart ,sans its accords,
Its elegy. let the heart petals bow
As memories twinkle remembrance fords

Spring, in day light, waltz with roses in ord
Lost in ecstesy the glint of hope grows
The errant soul dances on flowery cords.

Seasons lute her mood swimming sans words
Neath unmerry or b’yond ecstesy her soul
As memories twinkle remembrance fords
She, errant soul, dances on witty cords.

S.C.P.B

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