An Etched Memory
Tumbling down in a rhythmic flow
Bestowed
a dream appear
With crystal light
The ocean bright
Rising in sunlit mirrors
White clouds drift
The sand shifts
In hues of golden brown
A rhythmic flow
The tempo grows
In harmony
A gracious sound
Each shillouette
Stands
undisturbed
Gazing out beyond
To find a dream
Of life redeemed
In poetic words
And a song
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"An etched memory is that of a painted dream
Wandering free within the mind...
Captured by the wandering eye
to bring yesterday to life"
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