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I Don'T Want To Leave the Party

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Sorry I've been absent so long folks, I've missed being a part of all this, but when the Block lands on yer head, what can you do? Incidentally, to anyone reading this I just want it to be known I really do read each and every comment, appreciate every one and have since the beginning. Best of all to all of you. Keep up the good fight for a good write!
                                   With Deepest Appreciation,

                                    William T. Masonis

The long, long night Is winding down From distant rooms I hear the sound Of fine old friends Taking leave The evening ends And I believe The time to follow draws ever near My heart is tired, but my mind is clear. The shining lights Are fading out, The dawn lies weak On the walls without The voices drift And steal away As we search for deeper Things to say The sands keep flowing through the glass As present lives become the past. - And we all grow old - As the Earth spins around - As we hold to the love - By which we all are bound. I don't want to leave the party It's always been such fun Through all the years and tears and fears It's like it's only just begun. I don't want to leave the party But I'll follow all my friends. Who knows what waits outside the door When the magic of our living ends? The hand that holds Your glass of wine Is cracked and aged As much as mine The shadows of Our memories Are lengthening Into the seas Of onward flowing history, The days once shared by you and me. The love that lit Ten thousand nights Is still alive And burning bright. The time we spent On sharing dreams Is further now, Or so it seems. The lives we built we can't forget, And no one wants to leave just yet. - And we all grow old - As the Earth spins around - As we hold to the love - To which we all are bound. I don't want to leave the party, We're all having too much fun. Yet while smiling we'll still disappear Now that the play is closed and done. I don't want to leave the party, But I'll go, with all my friends Who knows what's waiting just outside When the spell of living softly ends?

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 5/9/2012 6:48:00 AM
I enjoyed reading your wonderful poetry this morning Bill. Hope you have a great day. Love, Carol
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William Masonis
Date: 7/29/2022 7:54:00 PM
Thanks for your support! You honor me too much!
Date: 5/8/2012 3:51:00 PM
It is difficult to leave a group of friends. Nice poem.
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