Old Days

Once happiness touched me and I am sure

anyone never will take it from me.

Its touch has branded me with a living fire,

impregnating me with so stellar a light

only very few of us have been afforded.

I am sure that for life and yet beyond its borders

we will remain cherished by the joy and beauty,

for ours were some days of pure hearted love.

 

Published in Red Wolf Journal, January 20, 2016.

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