Just this mild mid-October mid-afternoon moment,
A few yellow-gold leaves swaying,
Touching the stillness, testing it,
And glowing in the most exquisite light.
An azure sky that could have been painted
By some Renaissance master,
Inviting change to enter eternity’s door,
Mingling the heavens with our soil.
If the choice was mine I’d choose this moment
As my forever moment…
I’d make this perfection my last.
In the meantime, I’ll extend my stay
A moment longer, a moment longer,
And saturate the canvas with gratitude.
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Salvatore Ala 
I often wish to make a comment about a poem, Sal but the blog is too confusing for an old goat like me. Anyway, I do love ‘My Forever Moment’. It reaches into the marrow of my feelings these days.
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Thanks so much Sharon! What with the crazy world, aging and medical tests coming quicker than I can count, we could all use a little gratitude.
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Thanks so much Sharon, I understand, It’s confusing for me as well. I haven’t even changed the look of my page because I don’t know how. Anyway, Happy New Year! I think about you often. Sal.
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