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Silver On High

I have stumbled across a new passion: writing. It is proving to be insightful and rewarding.

Aspen leaves

Aspen leaves

As age descends upon me I find myself reflecting.

Short of shivering, soft winds blow through my soul as I’m increasingly distracted.

Am I old school?

I am still alert.

Would you sit with me awhile in my reflection?

I find myself disassociated and severed.

In your reflection what do you remember?

Are you old school?

A haunting melody with passionate words returns from over the rainbow.

I allow the music to cast it’s magic and touch my soul with memories.

I dream restlessly in the dark of nights silence.

I wander aimlessly in my dreams seemingly lost forever around every last corner.

Please remain with me as we age together.

Let’s join our spirits together in unison.

Does love bring you life?

The warmth of your hand in mine is my reassurance.

© 2021 Laurie S Novak

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