Tomorrow
looks in on yesterday
as daylight
glimpses within,
its torchlight perusing history,
a visitor
unshod and silent
in the stone
clad room.
And in its
rays
pinpricks of glitter-dust
firefly the room,
the minutiae
of ghosts.
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Hello my friend - I hope Val is doing OK today. Sounds like she took a tumble. Give her my best wishes for a speedy recovery! Just wanted you to know that I'm featuring this poem on the Ruby blog today, so when you get a minute (and good internet connection!) please stop by the blog and say "Hello"! Thanks so much for your continued support and participation in the ministry of Ruby. Nina
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