The Hour When We Shall Meet Again
Poem By Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Lively, full of energy, the piano is playing melodies in this mind
to write to, a sophisticated yet simple way to write to music.
Never being allowed to forget anything, letting it fall upon photo-
graphic screens forever in this life.
Enjoying remembering most things and placing them in poetry journals
and eventually into books being published one after another.
Leaving a legacy of literature for whomever is interested in reading
poetry and learning.