She sips from chalice,
words to spill for Seasons
where love visits
and pain never prevails.
Humble of heart,
with offer of solace,
she reaches
into endless skies
of compassion's caress
to heal an aching soul
with breath of poetry
beckoning a sigh
to show she was here
bringing light to the listless.
I met "Riverside Louis"
but, she showed me his halo.
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♥



Yes, Tom, you certainly should. Carol is one of my dearest Friends...& one of the best writers I've ever had the honor to read...Gift yourself, Poet...You'll thank Lynda & I both...

















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