16 Writing Pen

01 Winter Memory  02 Sol Invictus  03 Christmas Hope  04 An Old Book

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01 Winter Memory

Before the sunrise when all is still dark

I will remember the moments we shared

When love newly found was all we could care

As life exalted imprinted its mark

Before the sunset by a sea-side park

I will celebrate the promise we dared

To make truthfully with words we have read

By which our hearts answered what was asked

Even if the years of growing older                                    

Have erased youthful emotions so much                        

Something from the past did somehow linger                      Writing Pen 

As a memory of our first touch                                                Soneta 048 

 Thus with thanksgiving will I bless always                          Petrarca 

 The joyful feelings from those bygone days                        AD 2002  

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02 Sol Invictus

Now is the season of festivity

Great celebration of the golden sun

A time to rejoice and enjoy the fun

And embrace this pleasant life lovingly

Now is the time of perfect harmony

When signs of wars may no longer be found

While peace and goodwill extend all around

To warm every heart with heaven’s mercy

Although very dark this cold winter’s night       

A shining hope dawns in every corner          

Writing Pen                       For that distant sun fiery and bright    

Soneta 049                           Will soon come again closer and nearer   

Petrarca                                  To gladden the land with a joyous spring       

AD 2002                                   And pleasant living that summer will bring

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03 Christmas Hope

Upon this day so blessed and happy

Greetings and wishes cheer up many hearts

Gathering friends from many diverse parts

In a seasonal bond of unity

Then none should be left so cold and lonely

Despitefully used to act as die-hards

And thereby condemned to play the wrong cards

Through endless cycles of life’s misery

Was it not the hope from so long ago                              

That the first Christmas began for mankind                 

And in their hearts planted that it may grow                            Writing Pen    

   Into a community well refined                                                    Soneta 050           

   A world where no one may be forsaken                                  Petrarca 

A place where all faults shall be forgiven                                 AD 2002

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04 An Old Book

There it was written on the yellowed page,

Addressed to a name, from his family,

Upon Christmas day, in a bygone age,

The year so inscribed, ‘Nineteen Thirty Three.’

In Oriel House, somewhere in England,

A book was given for pleasure reading,

One hundred essays of some famous men,

Would its reader find highly appealing.

Truly a good book for all the seasons,

To pass idle times, or some sleepless nights,  

Writing Pen                   Its pages contain true lofty visions,

Soneta 057                      Which direct the minds, towards greater heights.   

Anglicia                              For twenty two years this book has been mine, 

AD 2003                              A source of delight I would always find.

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