Vignettes of Time
ah, sweet moments,|
those often miniscule vignettes of time,
snapshots of landscapes,
life quilled upon passing seasons,
gifts and treasures collected
tucked into memories' dusty corners,
filling the soul's bookshelf...
but sometimes there comes a moment
slipping quietly into its own formidible silence...
it will have no tomorrows,
no memory to ease the emptiness of regret
or words to paint upon a bare canvas,
no poetry to still the heart
and no whisper adrift upon the wind...
instead there is only the lingering silence
and a moment that will never
it might have been a song, perhaps
or a poem never written...
it might have been
simply a memory...
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