for the future

Bloged in poems by rod Friday October 23, 2009

There are quiet, chilly nights

when no one has words to quiet the soul –

least of all, one’s self.

But there are words from the past –

past thoughts thought on wordless nights –

thoughts that moved through the future and

tonight,

alight.

Yesterday’s words comfort tonight,

And so for the future,

I write…

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