Many years I spent in reading,
Reading through the storm;
Storm that raged through troubles trying,
Trying to stay warm
Warm inside a secret story,
Story of a world of plenty:
Plenty, there, for love and glory,
Glory of the one
And many
To share is human:
Comforting. 🙂
This reads like musical notes spoken, and I love how you used the last word as a first, and then ended up right where you began! I’ll bet you like this one a lot.
“Warm inside a secret story …” Yes, it’s a bliss, that is …
Love this.
The way your write it are so just perfect as it is.