Memory’s Tower

This is a reading from the book, The Spell of Six Dragons by James True. This is an original poem called Memory's Tower. Oh memory’s tower, how long overdue is this inspection. Today, I behold thee, my monument to passing. You are my stronghold, my bastion of definition. Without your shelter I fade into oblivion. So tall, you turn higher with each day lived fully. Overlooking a forgetful sea, you stab through night’s curtain as my beacon of meaning. Every stone is a story, each crack is a tear. Today, I find your foundation lacking. I see empty spaces once filled with something that’s gone now. Who takes your stones away? Where are these cursed vandals hiding? So busy in my stacking, day-after-day. I never imagined you would grow so tall, nor crumble so freely. From this height I survey all intentions. A seasoned life may be too salty for your brick. How long will you stand up proud to this pounding? How far will you find me through my darkness? You are my rock, my anchor, and my tall, proud captain. I salute thee. How blessed I am to know you. How thankful to never forget. Buy the Book The Spell of Six Dragons: Visit Author's website:

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