I find myself in a land of plenty
One formed by my touch
And in this place so robust
I rest in warm symmetry
.
.
.
When I was young, no mark in mind
I sat still for you to notice
Reading words, but on you focus
Opportunity at our meeting sign
Long we talked, long as friends
Notions perceived
in words received
in time we walked in lovers glen
As we grew, adults in day procure
but evening more we cared
for childish laughter shared
foretelling a future joy ensured
while it is true I kept you at bay
For thought of safety
past hurt of a doleful lady
would not pursue, duplicate such decay
In leu of this you took no regard
For it seemed when thought of me
By love demand in loves decree
Your plan outwit my standards far
Little I could argue, little rebuttal made
For your argument not bending
Did insist my constant lending
And I concurred in passions play
.
.
.
When I could move, I did so dutifully
in motion tandem interchanged beautifully
some echo of the past, mourning to lose
And paid no mind of frightful whisper woos
A fortress built, only to us was known
A secret escape and safer home
With base of granite and walls within
Door revealed by lovers grin
Then at moments struck
Changing fate in moments pluck
Presently old self forgotten
When in time our daughter begotten
From sound I knew
And change in colors hue
More than myself I saw had shifted
Thereafter this new self in me was gifted
.
.
.
I walked ahead, never losing track
Attempt at future change perceive
To maintain our coupling conceived
Indulging fully- never looking back
No treacherous turn was made
Our journey on it went
Nor wasted was time that lent
No contest when comparison others bade
Long maintained, this fortress built
none had ever seen it
only could they dream it
Observing life so free of wilt
Perfection never seen, but surely felt
Thinking perfection limit reached
But perfection, sneaking in it peaked
greater still when second daughter love dealt
.
.
.
Now I sit in my castle the pride that they've taught
Free it seems
In a perfect dream caught
an echo, quieter now amid the breeze
observing my girls, wife at my side
They jump and play -
fairies in summers day
My love, who’s lips banish echo’s wight
Echoes quiet now, but haunting figure intrudes
It doesn’t engage
Just reveals in sun ray
Seeing only visions faint, and disregard it choose
In our home it caused no rotting
it never tampered with Life’s dealing of cards
opinion remains, regardless of spotting
simply a perfect life with a ghost in the yard
Nov 15, 2025
Nov 15, 2025 at 10:42 AM UTC
I find myself in a land of plenty
One formed by my touch
And in this place so robust
I rest in warm symmetry
.
.
.
When I was young, no mark in mind
I sat still for you to notice
Reading words, but on you focus
Opportunity at our meeting sign
Long we talked, long as friends
Notions perceived
in words received
in time we walked in lovers glen
As we grew, adults in day procure
but evening more we cared
for childish laughter shared
foretelling a future joy ensured
while it is true I kept you at bay
For thought of safety
past hurt of a doleful lady
would not pursue, duplicate such decay
In leu of this you took no regard
For it seemed when thought of me
By love demand in loves decree
Your plan outwit my standards far
Little I could argue, little rebuttal made
For your argument not bending
Did insist my constant lending
And I concurred in passions play
.
.
.
When I could move, I did so dutifully
in motion tandem interchanged beautifully
some echo of the past, mourning to lose
And paid no mind of frightful whisper woos
A fortress built, only to us was known
A secret escape and safer home
With base of granite and walls within
Door revealed by lovers grin
Then at moments struck
Changing fate in moments pluck
Presently old self forgotten
When in time our daughter begotten
From sound I knew
And change in colors hue
More than myself I saw had shifted
Thereafter this new self in me was gifted
.
.
.
I walked ahead, never losing track
Attempt at future change perceive
To maintain our coupling conceived
Indulging fully- never looking back
No treacherous turn was made
Our journey on it went
Nor wasted was time that lent
No contest when comparison others bade
Long maintained, this fortress built
none had ever seen it
only could they dream it
Observing life so free of wilt
Perfection never seen, but surely felt
Thinking perfection limit reached
But perfection, sneaking in it peaked
greater still when second daughter love dealt
.
.
.
Now I sit in my castle the pride that they've taught
Free it seems
In a perfect dream caught
an echo, quieter now amid the breeze
observing my girls, wife at my side
They jump and play -
fairies in summers day
My love, who’s lips banish echo’s wight
Echoes quiet now, but haunting figure intrudes
It doesn’t engage
Just reveals in sun ray
Seeing only visions faint, and disregard it choose
In our home it caused no rotting
it never tampered with Life’s dealing of cards
opinion remains, regardless of spotting
simply a perfect life with a ghost in the yard
written as answer to Dantalion, as the final word on the issue
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