Two poems by Jane Winter Leddy [signed Jane Winter]
Candle Flame
We have been led by candles through the quiet
twilight hours
We have carried candles and searched the yellow
crown of flame with wistful eyes
Seeking within it's core the mystery of our-
selves,
Glimpsing instead the pattern of eternity.
Vagabond Memories
Navy blue thunderheads against a sunset sky,
Lovliness enough for you and I;
Flash of scarlet along a woodland trail,
Such memories will not grow pale;
Bid notes like polished silver
Float to us across a quiet river.
We have gazed at dying embers lovingly;
We have grown stronger silently.
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I'm glad you found these sweet poems Tom. I'll read them back to mother soon during one of our nightly chats.
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