Sing the song of the moment…
Sing of the flowers that bloom and fade without regret.
Weave not in memory’s thread the days that would glide into nights.
To the guests that must go bid God-speed, and wipe away all traces of their steps.
Let the moments end in moments with their cargo of fugitive songs…”
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Hi Andy
ReplyDeleteThanks for the kind words. Happy New Year to you and yours.
All the best
John