Canto

Lean down and let me kiss your furrowed brow.
Let me sweep away the shadowy doubts,
Brush them aside with symphonic flourish,
With a lover’s grand, poetic gesture.
An ode to our unparalleled connection,
A canto for the exquisite years we’ve left to be.

44 words for dVerse Pub’s quadrille prompt: poem

13 thoughts on “Canto

    1. Victoria, thank you for your comments. I’m sorry to hear about your mom; dementia is a difficult journey for the family as well as the person diagnosed. I’m sure that she knew your kind, loving spirit was near even when she wasn’t able to communicate it.

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  1. “A canto for the exquisite years we’ve left to be” … never lose that thought and savour each moment! We are so often left full of words in our sorrow.

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