A Sonnet For You

There will come a time or, so I am told
That memories will flood this tired old soul.
And all of the bitter things I have known
Like a flock of scared sparrows, all will have flown.

Destiny’s call will leave little time
To sit here all day matching rhyme after rhyme.
There will only be memories of sweet times I knew,
As I spent treasured time writing songs about you.

The moment love told us that we’d never part
The words came so easy and right from my heart.
And, where would I be had I never known
The pleasure I found -- calling you my own.

Yes, life was as good as life can be –
And it all began when you came to me.

Written by John Posey

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