And to each new sunlit filter finger trickle trace
Mere shadow, tingling on the face
Remembered:
Thusly knighted, strangely sighted, never blighted
- Save of grief, now flickering, gray ache, gentled -
I shout, upon this day...."O Gather, Brief and Shining Moments, All,
Who've yet to live, and sing.....
So say we all!"
Saturday, May 2, 2020
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