Oh faithful solitary truth of heart
your distant echo fills my ears.
Within the upright search there are
grand epochs of relief you share,
and like the forecast winds of March
your stirring stalwarts calm my fears.
Engage oh solitary truth of heart
bear Autumn's golden gown with pride
and brave the offing from afar
with placid grace and ageless time.
Oh foursquare soldier truth of heart
your steadfast post secures my mind.
came over from passions to read some of your poetry here. You already know how I admire your poetry, and this poem is no exception. Charisma
Oh Eric, What could I ever say about this one. Amazing would be a start. I never even thought to write about this, though the thoughts have crossed my mind. Beyond my expectations my friend. Love, aly
To Alyson
Thank you so much for the visit and the commendation, much appreciated.
People don't run out of dreams they just run out of time.