Long Before, a poem by Stan Phillips
Long before humans learned to make music on primitive instruments.
Long before our distant ancestors discovered how to make pictures on the walls of caves lit by the flames of flickering firelight.
Long before they found the freedom to dance their thanks for the sunshine of reborn springtime…
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Great to read quality poetry in your magazine
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Reblogged this on Grant Leishman – Author.
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Nice poem
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