In yesterday’s clutches she trembled,
replaying a previous role.
The feeling, recaptured, resembled
a wind stirring leaves in her soul.
In soft ocean breezes of hindsight
her heart chose a course of release
and life sailed away in the moonlight
embarked in a vessel of peace.
A lullaby sung in a whisper;
a yesterday saved with a smile;
in passing the memories kissed her
as clouds tumbled by single file.
© Copyright 2004 W.D. Neighbors
4/13/2005
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