The Book
She was the book he couldn’t close ...
a deeply
hidden ache.
Though time
forgets the heart still knows
of love for
loving’s sake.
She was a
dream from long ago
and, true,
the years have worn,
but in his heart and in his soul
her beauty lingers on.
The autumn
leaves, his mind can bear,
and too, the
winter's rage ...
if it is true that love is fair
and
passion doesn't age.~Dean Neighbors ~
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