Antique Furnish
Her motions without one thought
her grace unknown
her smile spurious
her memory so vague
this is craze
She’s in such a daze
The days of glory aren’t subject to emotion but dependent upon action
movement and vibration
energy and realization
determination.
Preserve ya health
it adds to the wealth
to this limpid dream that will never last longer then you can remember
When you look back, 60 years is like a snapshot
a memory of images
of feelings
of pictures
of moments, they’re golden
The antique furnish
the finish of wisdom
the polish of suave knowledge
The point when you fully understand what you should’ve done
the road you wish you would’ve seen more patently
All the while it was bestowed upon you
it was present
it was a gift that was given
simplicity is overlooked
resulting in human nature's ignorance
The answers are facile
the truth is transparent
belief in ones self is the key to sanctity
Preservation is everything
help yourself, help you.
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