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Taiya Julie Poem
The days drift softly, like leaves on a stream,
Fading whispers in a fleeting dream.
Sunrise paints the sky in hues of gold,
As time’s gentle hand unfolds stories untold.
Morning glimmers with promise anew,
Afternoon blooms in colors true,
Evening whispers in violet hue,
Marking the world’s eternal view.
Mountains stand in silent grace,
Forests dance in nature’s embrace,
Oceans sing with endless grace,
A beautiful world in time and space.
So let us cherish each passing day,
Beneath the sun’s warm, tender ray,
For in this world’s magnificent sway,
Beauty and time gently stay.
Copyright © Taiya Julie | Year Posted 2025
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Taiya Julie Poem
The colours of the world have faded
My life, I would of traded
She was taken to soon
Her time on Earth a fleeting tune
Only three brief years she knew
Now, she’s gone from our view
The world feels black and white
Without her shining light
Too young, too precious, too sweet
In her absence, life feels incomplete
She should be here, by my side
But fate has cruelly denied
Yet I believe she’s in a better place
Beyond this Earthly space
Though I cannot see her face,
I trust I’ll meet her again someday
In Heavens warm embrace.
Copyright © Taiya Julie | Year Posted 2025
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