On the Tip of the Tongue


On the tip of the tongue
Certain words sit unsung
Waiting for time just right
Rainbows bask in new light

Thinking back ‘or the years
Good days amid warm tears
Drifting winds which have passed
Draining quick the new past

Time has come now to rest
Life dealt as it could best
Stage is set, curtains drawn
Life reflects this new dawn

Look ahead and know peace
Brought about by release
Warm breath within your heart
Notes you set from the start

No fear from this your point
Awakens to anoint
The path you sowed has sprung
On the tip of the tongue!

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