Moments away
After nine aching,
But enduring months,
Shall bestow a magnificence
Of newly life
With purity
And innocence.
Memory that knows no wrong,
No hate,
No falsehood.
A miracle given daily worldwide;
A treasure
Of greater value
Than the constant rise of gold.
Truth be told,
Slight or notable vicissitude changes
Is unavoidable.
A first defiance,
Some splashes of sass,
But forever and always
Will the quenchable memoir
Of that first glance
Of love
And righteousness
From youthful eyes stay
And leave nothing,
But tender warmth.
