While reading words tonight,
Feelings entered in the light.
Tears upon the keyboard bled,
Reading every word it said.

Stories told, love that lost,
Given love at any cost.
Twice within a lifetime grand,
Once for me she holds my hand.

While reading of these lights,
Feelings deep within the night.
Every word the keyboard said,
Tears upon this face had bled.

Spoken from the times that past,
Love was nurtured slow, not fast.
Heavens gate does open wide,
As this love could never hide.

Hidden long ago within,
Now today a love begins.
Thank you sir, for that story,
Told of love, not of glory.

Now you see and wonder why,
As I search the deep blue sky.
Searched the skies, so high above,
Inspirations that I Love

Now it seems a writer’s block,
May be broken like a clock.
Once again a poem must end,
Inspirations, from a friend.

G

Wonderful words Gryphyn

Beautiful ((( G )))))

Inspiration from friends
is always grand...
May you never have writers block
ever again!...

Good solid write, Gryphyn..I love this poem..

Did you use the 'old wall socket' trick?

Whatever you did, your pen is alive once more, my
friend..Chapeaux!!