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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required A life looks out on many scenes with many different eyes With gasps of pure bewilderment, or sighs of soft surprise, Though now and then it wanders by the river’s sacred song It’s mostly when it’s dreams are deep, or when the night is long, When breezes pluck those russet harp strings fluttering in the trees The music is so sacred that each note drops to its knees, And images of red and gold reach out upon the air Until they drift back to forever, and they spread their carpet there. A moment holds so many years, that’s how it sometimes seems Yet there can still be the comfort of a nightlights gentle gleams, For time can be irrelevant when days and nights combine It just depends on who is making heaven’s softness shine, A wish can turn to actual fact when it is asked for long enough Like when life’s yoke is heavy, and its roads are getting rough, Then suddenly we hear a song that makes us rest for just a while And end up touching fingertips that soon lead into life’s sweet smile. Forever can mean many things that mean much to our hearts and souls Like teardrops on a Winter’s day or the first dances from new born foals, A face remembered once again, or a smile across a crowded room A lantern in a window penetrating through the evenings gloom, Kneeling down upon the floor and Saying a sweet prayer Before I stretch and yawn and then go wandering up the stair, Reaching out across the bed to hug you in the rising dawn Though some rhymes have passed us by, so many are still to be born…
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