Monday, May 13, 2013

Day 25's prompt- A ballad

A poem of gratitude
(For C.S. Lewis)

You wrote the words that speak my youth
In gold and green and love.
You early on engrafted Truth
Upon my green heart's grove.

And now with ev'ry beat I hear
The Lion's lovely roar.
It beckons and it draws me near
To reach, to touch that door.

To enter through the wardrobe grand
That first taught me to see
The magical and sacred land
That's now so dear to me.

You whispered first among my dreams
The song of life made new,
But into life it flowed like streams
And put down roots and grew.

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