From the
yellowing pages
Remnants of
the past
Buried in memories
Buried in memories
Another time
and place,
Eyes peeped from behind
Eyes peeped from behind
Frazzled,
frayed edges
Twinkling at me,
Twinkling at me,
And the
thoughts interlace.
Eyes that see through
Eyes that see through
The smiles
that hide
Painted upon
my heart
The shades of umbrae,
Wiped from
time
It’s yesterday once more
As friends
we meet again
And the
years fall away....
Friendships
flower in His Grace.
MS
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