Poem By Almedia Knight Oliver
Inspired last night, today, and into tomorrow
Oh how these starry eyes lit up the night: the stars
Twinkled, laughed, and danced in delight
The red moon stays in motion…from a long rest
The biggest star of them all rose up bright and gay!
A poet's poem is yours too…. it's your choice to take it in stride
So come with me and lets transcend to that place where we've not been
The events and things maybe awkward to follow and sort out
Let's just go along for the ride, for we been here and there before, but
In another space and time, yet now given another chance to try and sort all out
Let's reference things and events where we once sat; then keep straight and not
Look back to the place we were at…
Now let's part from night's dreams for next is tomorrow…
Vision gives us a peek into things to be…
Some say to see tomorrow for tomorrow is a gift…
And given only to us, though its content may or may not be suitable, but
Nevertheless, it's a gift for you and me to accept with glee!
Long after the echoes of Momma's words died,
Still, I have memories of what she said:
Accept each gift with thanks, for sooner or later, one of
Them boxes may [will] contain your dream.