The piano notes not my own
floating ethereal around me
speak of lullabies played
soothing tiny souls to sleeping
vestiges of the golden moments
when a youthful heart dreamt being
bright-colored fancied whimsy
silver spun silken blossoms
to be woven into a shining dawn
in sun rays spilling rainbows
resplendent new and undone
for as the notes dance before me
the hours softly melting away
reiterates life’s fluctuations
not crafted to make my own
© December 2017 Renee Espriu
Image taken from Public Domain Pictures and digitally altered by myself.
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