The bookends of my life are books themselves My days are represented on my shelves I wrote a few and others wrote the rest I journey here across the universe I write and read and think of life as quest As drama we never get to rehearse As wandering and searching for the best To treasure here if I find it someday Then leave behind me when I go away My moments moving forward in reverse
When I go it might not be very far That is if I ever go anywhere I see out my window a small blue star And if it would have me I could go there But this is where I am where I belong I feel like I exist when I am here My heart is quiet and my love is strong To have the bookends of my life so near That I remember everything between What was and what is and what might have been
Dear readers, this is my third book of poems, and inside are a special collection of what have turned out to be not only MY personal favorites, but also the favorites of many of YOU. Some of these have never been available in print before...
Perhaps "..Quiet Storm" will help rekindle old flames buried and long forgotten or express the love so deeply locked inside of your soul longing to be released.
Regardless of where you may be found in love this beautiful masterpiece can be
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(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.