Poetry is pure joy. Poetry is bottled beauty. Poetry is love.
The theme for the British National Poetry Day on 7th October 2010 is ‘Home’.
Sometimes a person reminds you of what it is like to feel at home. That may last ‘just for a time’ ...
Just for a Time
Oh how you used to walk
With that insouciant smile
I liked to hear you talk
And your style
Pleased me for a while.
You were my early love
New as a day breaking in Spring
You were the image of
Everything
That caused me to sing.
I don't like reminiscing
Nostalgia is not my forte
I don't spill tears
On yesterday's years
But honesty makes me say,
You were a precious pearl
How I loved to see you shine,
You were the perfect girl.
And you were mine.
For a time.
For a time.
Just for a time.
Maya Angelou
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