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R.J. Lindley,
June 4th 1975
Rhyme, (What My Wise Muse Once Told Me To Compose)

Syllables Per Line: 0 8 8 8 8 0 8 8 8 8 0 8 8 8 8 0 8 8 8 8 0 8 8 8 8
Total # Syllables:  160
Total # Words:  118

Yes, When It Is Truly Time To Time to bury the past, move on sing again in different tone; climb another mystery hill* soothe sooner ones love aching bone. Time to dance a jig, fancy-feet with dawns to gloriously meet; no longer hold sorrows that kill* allow true love and life to greet. Time to romance and wed ones bliss savor forever that first kiss; fly into skies that hearts now heal* embrace love, destined not to miss. Time to stop heartache, truly live carry joy in ones soul, forgive; dream more and treasure sweeter thrills* grow bountiful crops, just to give. Climb another mystery hill* no longer hold sorrows that kill*; fly into skies that hearts now heal* dream more and treasure sweeter thrills*. R.J. Lindley, June 4th 1975 Rhyme, (What My Wise Muse Once Told Me To Compose) Decided to present this old poem written 43 years ago, at age 21.. No changes made--presented as was originally written.

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Date: 10/15/2018 6:37:00 PM
Lovely & moving. A portent of an enduring life.
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Date: 10/2/2018 7:43:00 PM
Your immense talent was evident at such an young age, Robert. Your beautiful poem is such a generous outpouring of thoughtful introspection, emotion and youthful optimism. Your last stanza is stunning in how it completes the emotional tone of your superb piece with meaningful impact. A brilliant and multi-faceted gem my dear friend. Warmest wishes always.. ~Susan
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Date: 10/1/2018 7:26:00 AM
I love this poem. Especially the line "grow bountiful crops just to give." Reminds me of why I need a BIG garden.
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Date: 10/1/2018 5:29:00 AM
"Time to bury the past, move on sing again in different tone; climb another mystery hill*"; you were a wise young man. "Time to romance and wed ones bliss" and "dream more and treasure sweeter thrills* grow bountiful crops, just to give." Great imagery.
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Date: 10/1/2018 2:23:00 AM
A wonderful positive unique piece my friend. Impressive style. A time capsule snapshot too, when I look at the date I have to muse, I had just turned three and my sister was fourteen days old, we were living in what's now called Haida Gwaii. Hugs! xomo
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