Monday, July 4, 2016

Of Daily Compositions...





Before the tree runs in rose and bronze rivers
Back to earth’s casket again
Lie down and look up where soft green and gold quivers
Like the strain from a violin
Listen, like a doting fan to the tempo
Of moments that waft on a breeze
Composing with nothing but common memento
An operetta of memories

© Janet Martin

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