Pamy's Place: The Locket
That wisp of hair inside the gilded locket strives to contian all of love's devotion and separation's pain, says Pamy Blaine's poem.
Wisp of silky curls
Inside the gilded box
Encased like strands of time
Sweet love enclosed in locks
Clasped within a locket
Striving to contain
All of love's devotion
And separation's pain
A keepsake to remember,
For tresses whisper love
The fragrance of you lingers
Like perfume from above
And just for fleeting moment
My heart draws near to you
I clutch the silver locket
For 'tis all I have of you!
My Website: blaines.us/PamyPlace.htm
e-mail: pamyblaine@blaines.us
"NO ONE IS USELESS IN THIS WORLD
WHO LIGHTENS THE BURDEN OF ANYONE ELSE"
http://www.greatcom.org/laws/englishkgp/default.htm
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