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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The look of longing in his eyes was gone His last words made me feel so small But I found a way to love my life with a will and strength to survive. I walked through the streets ,from the early dawn Chin up , facing adversity, I walked standing tall. Because for me there's a life full of plenty I'm still gonna waltz at the ball Its a life full of colours with few precious hours I'll make each hour count,Once lost,now am found. Would not be let down, nor be a puppet or a clown. I'll drink a bacchus of words , and sing every verse with a chorus of little birds, next to the red cottage door. I 'll meet someone new 'neath the moonlight Ill meet him by the waterfall The wind in the trees will blow melodies While we dance ,sweet and slow while we sway till the music is gone. I'll make garlands from white orchid flowers I place them so gently around his neck Its a sign , a reaction, filled with a welcome affection Hundred velveteen petals I lay on his bed. Because for me there's a life full of plenty I'm still gonna waltz at the ball Its a life full of colours with few precious hours I'll make each hour count. Once lost ,Now am found Would not be let down,nor be a puppet or a clown. I'll drink a bacchus of words, and sing every verse with a chorus of little birds, next to the red cottage door. PS- This lyric poem was inspired by music and poetry. Its not a bio and purely fictional.. Just in case : )
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