[JustAmy]

Good morning, Mayor.

Thank you for helping us get the day started on the right foot again today.

Hope you are having a wonderful Wednesday!

[fish hawk]

THE RIBBON OF TIME

The evening wind has rustled leaves
And sleeping poets rise to wishing stars
They center the mind and roll up their sleeves
Connecting the engine to caboose with cars

Each car is a poem each poem long traveled
The train rambles on and into the night
Each heartache each passion the poet unraveled
Through dark of the tunnel and into the light

Wrenched from the fog of an old memory
Torn from the tablets of time
Fondled with love, as well they should be
And tied with the ribbon of rhyme.