Yet do not forget the simple hour!
When birds sing awake the world
And sunlight glints off fog choked grass
Drenched in a cool morning dew.
The decade old house spoke
Creaking of wood underfoot
Hidden pipes hissing for broke
Antique frames holding on to
Yesteryears memories true.
When father bade instruction
On daily chore and sweat of brow.
Mother hummed her tune
And attending to the garden
Laughter of young innocence
Sails in on wind swept curtains
I pray thee do not lose heart!
Do not forget the simple hour
Least memories dim and the
World is devoured in the dark
Hold on wildly with all might
Rage against a dying love
Bring back the sweet light.
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SIMPLE HOUR
PoetryYet do not forget the simple hour! When birds sing awake the world And sunlight glints off fog choked grass Drenched in a cool morning dew. The decade old house spoke Creaking of wood underfoot Hidden pipes hissing for broke Antique frames holdin...
