No Greater Love Than Mine


By failing candlelight the written word
Scribed upon this page on Autumn eve
With quill and ink
From the Poet's desk

Shall shake you from the depths
Of marble tombs
Wake your sleeping heart
Upon this earth

Then trumpet and resound
What is my soul,
My breath, my pulse,
My reason to survive

"No greater love exists
Than mine for you."

The voice immortal,
As the robin's song
Shall ring, reverberate
Unto the wind
And whisper there
Through all eternity

~ T Latham ~



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