about today

jan 28 fog

Loriann Signori

How i long for times,
far away in youthful rhymes.
To see things in an optimistic light,
when dour shapes should soon take flight.

Those are days of hope-filled smiles
separated from loathsome defiles.
Laughter is the tone of the day
ushering sadness far, far away.

I dreamed about a these times of grace
with tears no longer on my face
and with reason and joyful vow
in Jesus those times are really now.

(c) rick stassi 2017