Transformation – A Poem

A rusted hinge, a lifeless day,
A missing wheel, hardened clay,
A broken doll, a sundered clock,
A shattered mirror, a key-less lock.

A forgotten toy, an unopened gift,
A time of pain, a massive rift,
A mind of chaos, never clear,
A life somber, lacking cheer.

A beacon of light, slicing haze,
A map to lead, exit the maze,
A point of reference, one to seek,
A new found joy, no longer bleak.

A place of awe, of wondrous sound,
Visions of beauty, dance all around,
This fire you lit, striking the coal,
Forever burns, inside this soul.

(For A)

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