Where volumes held their precious lore,
I came upon a wondrous find,
Hidden on a shelf behind
I plucked it from the shelf so high.
I opened carefully to see,
Songs and verse of sheer beauty.
The search for self in "Who I Am",
Romance and love tear at the heart,
Of tales of lovers kept apart.
Then sadness in "My Heart" it seems,
"The Search For Truth" goes on and on,
"Kissed by the Moon", a journey done.
In "Ageless Hearts", on stardust dreams.
As tears from eyes begin to fall,
I read the poems one and all,
Penned with style from a bygone age,
A signature you could barely see,
Simply said...Written by...Ricky...
