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 to.

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 a love.


Published in Red Wolf Journal, January 20, 2016.



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