Nancy's Glance

thommy_a
Whispers wind and weave

Yet the winds are silent

While we may weep

By love's anguish

Soften by memory now

Of a beautiful smile

A lending grace

Cherish that moment

When love reminds us all

Of simpler sounding laughter

Time is her marathon

And she will lead

In quiet mystique

Let confusion be resolved

By her dignity; that elegance

A spiritual journey

Beckons our lives and conscience

To understand pain's

New state of mind

The winds

Murmur inaudible words

In mirrors

Life remains

To forgive

That clarity obscured

Beauty is Nancy's Glance

Her smile

Her earth now Surreal

And tears remain

Only a symbolic

Reckoning.

Inside that runner's dream

Her silent sojourn begins.

Published by thommy_a

A writer by nature, with a desire to enhance a freelance career. Teacher by day, English and theater arts.  View profile

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