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Now That Day Is Done

How precious are the dreams we weave when all has fallen away. Amazing what we can achieve when given one more day. Time is drifting through the heather; can't you feel it changing? In spite of this inclement weather life is rearranging. Pastel pictures,painted skies just music for the soul Drops of moonlight fill the eyes and sunlight takes it's toll. We'll find the strength to move along; defy this journey's end. Captured on the brink of song we allow ourselves to bend. Compromise is what we'll live; it makes the world spin 'round. Compassion is the gift we give without breathing a sound. And when our day is truly done we'll gather near the edge. Clasping hands we fly as one Go soaring from the ledge.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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Date: 1/7/2013 8:14:00 PM
This is wonderfully "weaved", Deb! It sounds like a song! Love, Annalise
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Date: 1/7/2013 8:08:00 PM
This is such a beautiful, a tremendously beautiful write my friend! I really enjoyed reading this awesome and wondrously gorgeous poem this evening! What a powerful piece that you have written here Deb! Quite the illustrious poem, Great Work!!
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