For Amelia, Nigel, John, and Bảo Nhân.
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A narrative I dare contrive:
My life thus far, a pause I grieve
Serendipity, the world, us five.
From ten mere months I somehow thrive
So unlike you, who nonetheless weave
A narrative I dare contrive.
My hand, sentenced by time and drive,
Through verse of youth, to never leave
Serendipity, the world, us five.
Coming home, like bees to a hive,
To sweet nectar shaded under eave
A narrative I dare contrive.
And cling I will, and so survive,
To taunt and tease, recalling in breve
Serendipity, the world, us five.
From all this sentiment derive
The vow to our congress achieve.
A narrative I dare contrive:
Serendipity, the world, us five.
YOU ARE READING
Violet Chocolate (The Mind Mirror)
PoetryAn amalgam of the past five years and the various forces they have harbored.
