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New Year 366 Page 66b

Heart, Soul And Mind

My Art Work shows sweet nature says
Natures Tears Of Joy on view for days
Hear Nature Screaming to take part
You must look at Natures Art
The Source Of Youth you seek to find
Look deep in heart, soul and mind

Onwards

The months are marching onwards toward end of the year
The months are marching onwards soon Christmas will be here
The weeks are marching onwards the nights are drawing in
The weeks are marching onwards soon a new year will begin
The days are marching onwards another on has gone
The days are marching on wards every single one
My life is marching onward how much longer have I got
My life is marching onwards and I will enjoy the lot
The grim reapers marching onwards he's coming after me
The grim reaper marching onwards I hope I run faster than he

Lord Above

Beware Of becoming to aloof
By hiding in the Jungle On My Roof
Loves Blooming life’s not bleak
Love And Passion we all must seek 
This will come from our lord above
All god’s children are Waiting For Love

Fool

There is a fool in every one of us
 The fool that makes folks want to cuss
 The fool that blows there world to bits
 The fool who breaks what tightly fits
 A fool who has it all in their grasp
 The fool who'll be alone when he takes his last gasp
 But the biggest fool you will ever see
 Is the fool who plays away from she

We Never

We never want to live under the gun
We never want to live on the run
We'd like to live in the open air
And for this we offer up a prayer
We'd like to live in a world with no war
We'd like to all know peace for sure
We'd like these things so why can't it be
Because of greed, hatred, politics, religion and money

Copyright © Owen Yeates | Year Posted 2016

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