Rhapsody resounds, resonating for eons, what'll be your echo?
Beyond the dawns and dusks,
in the warm glow of glass,
incandescently lit tungsten,
an ode to hope.
Ruby, this is a delightful poem, and thank you so much for joining in, my friend. 💗
Thank you so much Eugenia. The pleasure is all mine
Since every thought is a seed, I am looking forward to a delicious harvest.
Ruby, this is a delightful poem, and thank you so much for joining in, my friend. 💗
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Eugenia. The pleasure is all mine
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