WORDS OF WONDER

A word on a line
joined with many and more,
a story to tell 
from behind a closed door.

A line on a page
and a paragraph to make,
from a thoughtful sage 
to the ones who forsake.

A page in a book 
telling tales short and tall,
just have a quick look,
hear the whispering call.

A book on a shelf,
many dusty old tomes,
a wealth of words 
from across quiet rooms...

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Somewhere in between

the waking and the dream,

I can feel you close to me.

Just before times hands

reshape the desert sands,

I can feel you reach for me.

In the blink of tear stained eyes,

watching weary to the skies,

I can see you cry for me.

In the breaking of the dawn,

in the dew upon the lawn,

I can see you smile for me.

In the bright ray...

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Gaze into the mirror

at the face behind the mask

and wonder if it's really you,

or don’t you dare to ask?

Who can know what lies beyond

the mirrors fragile face,

reflections of another life;

another time or place?

Touch the chill upon the glass

and see a tiny ripple,

was it real or in your mind,

did it really feel so supple?

Gaze into empty eyes

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If you’re walking by the bushes

at the end of the lane

you may hear a little quack

as the sun begins to wane.

You may look for the water

where the ducks might be,

but there’s no-one in sight

just the rustling of the leaves.

Would you believe

the quack that you heard

was the sound of an owl,

a sad little bird.

“A quacking owl?”

I hear you exclai...

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In the deep dark woods

lived a great brown bear,

he was seven feet tall

but the townsfolk didn’t care

for although the bear was huge

and had fangs and long sharp claws,

all the people would make fun of him

and point out his big flaw.

Have you ever met a bear

who had nothing much to say,

who couldn’t even growl

when he came outside to play?

Well, Bob was his...

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My friend Terrence

was a little happy sole,

he didn't need a kennel,

nor a house or a hole.

His home was a shell

that he carried on his back,

so that all he had to do

was drop down on the track.

Then he'd pull his head inside,

followed by his legs and feet

and he’d look inside the fridge

for something tasty to eat.

If it started raining

or got ...

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Have you ever heard the tale
about the hedgehog with no spikes,
such a sweet little boy
who all the other’s didn’t like?

A case of alopecia,
there was nothing they could do,
such a sad little hedgehog
who cried and cried, “Boo-Hoo”.

But soon the lad grew older,
he wanted to look more lush
so onto his back he tied himself
a little scrubbing brush.

His friends, well they just laugh...

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And the troops go marching proudly by

as she wipes a tear from her weary eyes,

the one that she seeks, she will never again hold

for he died at his post; he was thirty years old.

The colours fly high on a cool autumn breeze

as man and boy march with well practiced ease,

so glad to be home after being so brave,

with flags overhead and not covering their graves.

She...

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Oh deep, dark depression,

my uninvited guest,

the persistence of oppression

is precluding my life’s zest.

The dark before sunrise

of a dawn that just won't break,

suppressed by a thirst for my soul

that only sorrow can now slake.

The wisps that you are weaving

are clouding my damp eyes,

a cold and cloying shroud

that’s covering all that I desire.

...

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How can a lie

make the whole world cry,

yet they claim there is nothing to see,

where nefarious knaves

and the covetous crave

beneath covers so stealthily, free?

No thought for the plebs

as they weave dangerous webs

in a world already complex,

where the sins of the saints

have done nothing but taint,

confuse, deceive and perplex.

To forgive and forget,

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If day's had been much brighter

and the west wind far less biting,

with paths sufficiently straighter

and avoiding fruitless fighting.

If clearer thoughts pervaded

with our goals so set in stone,

if the tyrants and dictators

would just leave us all alone.

If the drugs that you are feeding us,

weren’t always quite so strong,

and the roads you’re always buildi...

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Gaze into a persons eyes,

far beyond the mask

and wonder at the questions

that you’re too afraid to ask.

Gloriously gazing

into depths of deep emotion,

currents running deep

within a cool and placid ocean.

Dive into the loving soul

of one who gives their all

and marvel at the feelings

that are waiting for the call.

Deliberately diving

into stro...

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May the ink that flows

from the nib of my pen,

forever entertain you.

With words of love;

of life and wonder,

like beams of light

through clouds of thunder.

May the blood that flows

through my hand as it writes,

forever reassure you.

With thoughtful verse

and encouraging rhymes,

to ease you through

your challenging times.

May the emotions that fl...

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Live every day like it was meant to be,
helping all those who want to be free.
Feel the warmth in a genuine smile,
a childish giggle can bridge the miles.

Surround everybody with happy ways,
bask in the heat of the suns warm rays.
A world of love and peace for all,
where we help the ones who trip and fall.

...

I may be a dreamer of fanciful sights
but dreams are better than childis...

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She’s the one we could rely on

when things were sorely scarce,

to always find a way to get by

when it went from bad to worse.

She’s the one true matriarch,

the gel at the center of all,

never too far away from us;

never more than a call.

Sacrificing all she had,

for us, her flesh and blood,

always standing second place

to the family’s common good.

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Oh, England,

you green and pleasant land,

your beauty never ceases to instil

a calmness in my hands.

A sense of peace; contentment

within my wandering mind,

a fulfilling feast for longing eyes

that seem always looking behind.

The golden greens of your pastures

covering long and rolling hills,

the succulent scent of your flowers

tickling senses to smile at...

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The glint of steel, so sharp and smooth,

beneath my fragile fingers.

Delicate inlaid patterns reflect

an afterimage that lingers.

As a child I’d hide beneath cotton sheets

feigning death, that I could deceive.

Then risking a peep from beneath my shield,

oh, how my poor young heart grieved.

For in the corner of my eye

and with a silent cry,

it was watching.

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What sad weary eyes we have

that see, in all the world,

such poverty and pointless pain.

Would not the sunlight bathe upon it

if we simply look again?

For the eye of the beholder

may choose the depth of tint

we see, through a rose coloured lens.

A hint of fanciful forms,

as they filter the rays they sense.

From beneath the haze

of the shimmering sun,

l...

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To feel her warm and gentle hand

upon your smiling face,

her tender loving caress is like

a sweet and soothing grace.

Teasing, as your fingers

trace a tantalizing trek

along her silken stockings

as you tenderly kiss her neck.

Gazing into enchanting eyes

so deep with dark desire,

whirling pools of life and lust,

dancing in dangerous fires.

A hint o...

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The whistle blows to sound the charge

and over the top they bustle and barge,

covered from head to toe in mud

and soon tainted with flesh and blood.

Up the ladder with slippery rungs,

a scream of rage from terror filled lungs,

adrenalin coursing through every vein

with the fear of not coming back again.

Knee-deep mud sucking boots from feet,

tangled in barbed w...

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The child in his arms, such a precious gift,

her sweet little smile would make his heart lift.

Born into a love that none could compare,

baby blue eyes framed with curly blonde hair.

Conceived and born on such love filled days,

from the moment he held her he was blown away.

His heart did a flip and his smile was so wide,

his devotion to his daughter could not be denied.

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(If Mother Earth could speak...)

I’m the first light of dawn setting fire to the skies,

the awe that ends with a soft, sated sigh.

I’m the slow, gentle sway of ancient, lofty trees,

branches of life filled with wonders to be.

I am sands and seas; a warm summer breeze

blowing soft, whispered tunes over ever-changing dunes.

I am stars in the heavens sailing high overhe...

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You'll often see them running

and chasing across the plains,

a rabbit skipping and laughing

at an eagle, in great pains.

But why's the eagle running,

surely he can fly?

Sadly he’s afraid of heights

and frightened he may die.

An eagle that can't fly,

well surely that's not right,

it's just like having an owl

who won't come out at night.

But then on...

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Memories of old,

flooding fast through my mind,

some tinged with sadness

and some, sweet sublime.

A fireside reverie shared

with eyes so bright,

an audience of innocence

and excited delight.

The crackling logs        

on the fires of time,

the little rapt faces as

you feed them a line.

Of thunder, lightning,

and rain as we run!

Football, toy...

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To hold you up

if you start to fall

and fly to your side

whenever you call.

To hold you close

when dark closes in,

I’ll feed your heart

and beat from within.

To feel your warmth

and the glow of your smile,

when the clouds are parted

we can see for miles.

To hold your hand

through life's testing times,

to shield and protect

on those slippe...

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As the sun peeps out

over misty morning hills

and the dawn chorus calls

with its piercing shrill,

the demons of the night

skulk slowly away,

a sidelong glance

at the few who got away.

He rises and stretches

and with sleepy eyes,

breathes a sigh of relief

and a laughing surprise.

The nightmare lingers

in his foggy mind

until a final shiver

leaves th...

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If you see a distant star

in the evening sky

and you shiver from the chill night air,

yet you feel a warmth

in the depth of your heart,

then you know that I am still there.

When your tears have dried,

the bed has grown cold

and you're feeling lost and adrift,

when the days feel empty

and the nights far too long,

just remember, I gave you a gift.

A life...

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The stains upon the bar

tell of many sad tales

of love, loss and tragic lives;

and drink to drown out the wails.

Another washed out soul

seeks the solace of the glass,

to wash away the memory

of another broken pass.

Another wheeler-dealer,

another gambling god,

another weary player

bet his life upon the sod.

The rings around his eyes

mark the t...

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If you close your eyes

to the world outside,

will the fighting suddenly cease?

Will brother and sister

hold hands together

and build a new life of peace?

Does a person, born blind,

not hear the teeth grind

as disaster, from greed, is grown?

That because he can’t see,

thinks we're are all living free

and reaping the seeds we have sown?

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If you block...

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Away in the distance on a cold dreary night,

the horizon is lit by flickering lights.

Storm clouds as black as the darkest heart

and lightning tears the very air apart.

A grumbling mass of swirling bile,

the silence, the earth, the night to defile.

Like distant portents of desolate doom,

sorry shadows of a dusk too soon.

The dull silhouette of the thunderheads mas...

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The flickering light calls from

across the disused railway embankment

like a lonely beacon sending signals

into the misty grey dawn.

Quietly questioning a world

still wrapped in strong arms of slumber.

I consider sending an answer,

would that I understood its coded question.

I’m drawn into its intoxicating world by

the pulsating rhythm of its incandescent heart...

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Death; the dealer

of the final deck of life.

No hidden agendas,

just a cold slate to wipe.

With hand and sword

or rock and stone,

with shaft sailing deadly

through grey skies, alone.

The smarter the weapon,

the reaper delights

at a fulsome harvest

of terror and cries.

They split the atom

and split the odds,

they split the proceeds

but nev...

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How frail, in truth,

is the world that we tread?

Captains and kings

claiming calm sea’s ahead

as they’re riding high

upon their silver spoons

laughing, as below

the world withers too soon.

How thin the membrane

of life’s brittle bubbles,

building our barriers

and avoiding all troubles.

Do we wonder at the reasons;

do we hide or protect

as we inch to t...

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I touch your cheek,

I'm surprised, it's cold.

I reach for your hand

for I need it to hold.

I look upon your face

that beamed and sparkled

as we loved and laughed,

wrestled and tickled.

Your face is so pallid,

the sparkle is gone,

no more to smile

at the hot summer sun.

Your hair neatly tended,

you lie there so still

as I try, with memories,

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She drags tired heels

across a tainted floor,

poise slightly bowed

and her back is sore.

She holds on her face

a cold marble stare,

a hard life engraved

upon cheeks once so fair.

Her faulting movements,

once graceful; divine,

her aching limbs now

with guile, defy

her final performance

on this dark empty stage,

memories fleeting

of a much better age...

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As the sun beats down

on another glorious day,

the blackbirds are singing

in their sweet little way.

The world is still

and my mind is at peace,

how I pray for this stillness

as it offers such release.

The sky so blue

and clear overhead,

the world still in slumber;

tucked up in their beds.

Dreaming of worlds

with strange designs

and, for now...

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There’s a bench in the park where an old couple sit

holding hands and laughing as the children play and flit

about on the swings and slides with boundless joy,

inciting memories of when they were girl and boy.

The antics of the kids so full of life and carefree bliss,

their lives laid out before them on paths that time would kiss.

They’ve been sitting on that bench for ...

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Just say no to corrupt politicians,

lying and cheating with their secret missions.

Hugging the baby in the camera’s eye

then stealing its lolly and watching it cry.

Just say no to the corrupt EU,

actually achieving what Hitler failed to do.

A European State to control one and all,

watch as our borders and our nations fall.

Just say no to the media lies

and ques...

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Drifting high on a gentle breeze

and grazing the tops of lofty trees,

watching below, all the people move

but there’s nothing left, up here, to prove.

Floating higher and into the clouds,

the sultry silence so deafeningly loud.

Throbbing pulse of a beating heart

as atoms pull; trying to drift apart.

Looking down upon an ailing world

with colourful rags held hig...

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The searing summer sun        

sets on the distant horizon,

setting ablaze

in a shimmering heat haze

the careless cumulous clouds,

aglow with crimson incandescence.

Distant twinkling stars

awake in the turquoise twilight sky;

mysterious worlds,    

afar and on high.

The end of another glorious day

with promise of more to come.

Days as fresh and gloriou...

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“But it’s not my fault”,

cried the mouse in dismay,

“I though I knew where I was

but appear to have lost my way”

Sat at the foot of my bed

with his hands under his head,

he tried through his tears

to relate what is here.

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I set out early this morn

after nibbling on some corn

for my breakfast, on the cob is best.

I was raring to ...

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A single word;

a phrase or gesture

can trigger a feeling

of wondrous rapture.

To be told that you're worth

more than the drifting sands

that daily slip through

your trembling hands.

To be surrounded

by such appreciative people

makes me want to shout

from the highest steeple.

Words of thanks,

so loud that you all know,

that for you, the ink

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The heat of a sultry summers day

and the news wasn’t good,

you were going away.

Vow’s made by the lovers brook

are just trickling memories

of a love that you took.

A heart that once was full of life

is now but an empty shell

on the edge of a knife.

A vignette, closing in on a world,

as into the deep dark abyss

my mind was hurled.

Dreams and g...

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If you've ever seen an ant

go whizzing by

faster than his friends and

with goggles on his eye's,

then without a doubt,

skidding through the plants,

you've met my friend Albert,

The skate-boarding ant.

From the day he was born

he was rushing around

hither and thither,

like a spring unwound.

His mum would despair,

“Albert, please stand still.

You need y...

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The hands of time tick slowly by

as dawn breaks in a new day.

A nightmare reality of

the receding night lies marked,

like so many fading stars,

in the shattered glass on the floor.

Silken shards of sorry souls,

their lives now trapped

in a dream of what was then,

what is now and

what should never have been.

Each broken image,

a moment in time captured

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Imagine a world of love and laughter,

fun filled days and freedom till after

the tea time call or the playtime bell,

get back into line or you'll catch some hell.

Imagine a world of wonder and jest,

questions and answers; adventurous quest.

When time was your own and life was a whim,

to run through the streets; to walk and to swim.

Imagine a world with clouds upon...

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How brave, in reality, is a ‘brave face’?

A facade shared, it would seem,

by the majority of the human race.

Beneath the flaking paint of a painted mask

lies a truth too long and painful to explain

no matter how oft you care to ask.

How long before the cracks become too wide

to conceal with powders and creams

and the crimson smile starts to slide.

How long...

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Our lives are driven

by a state of fear,

our voices downtrodden

and so hard to hear.

The captain and crew

are in it for themselves,

all others are pushed

to the back of the shelf. 


Captains of industry

and lords in their halls

bawl at each other

dividing their spoils.

Two or three houses

and more than one car,

just who the hell

do they think they ...

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WOODLAND WONDER

Gently caressed by the breath of the breeze,
branches sway atop tall lofty trees.
Restless leaves, to gnarled fingers, cling
wondering what freshness the new day will bring.

Hopping about on long leafy arms,
fluttering feathers displaying delicate charms.
Beautiful songbirds sing out their sweet melodies
in the grand performance of natures sweet harmony.

Bushy tailed...

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As a new day dawns and I open my eyes

I look upon a world in painless surprise.

A smile creeps across my hopeful face

as I lie in bed, my comfy place.

A tentative move; a testing stretch but

then comes a cough and my face is etched

with pain, like a stalker in darkened streets

as I grudgingly rise to my unsteady feet.

Reaching to grab at the windowsill and

hold...

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You say that I'm a dreamer

and so I may well be

but the dreams I have

aren't just for me,

they're for you and all to see.

The dream is of love,

of life free from harm,

a dream of peace and

shelter from the storm.

The dream is the lifeblood

flowing deep in our veins,

the dream will always be

for all to see

and all that remains.

The dream is t...

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"You'll be safe, I promise", reassured his mum.

“But its not you who’ll end up sat on your bum!”

A conversation they’d had most every week

but it didn’t make his knees feel any less weak.

“Now come along, Harry, stop messing about,

go finish your homework whilst I clean up this house.

The show doesn’t start till the end of the week

and all this chatter is making me Squeak...

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A crowded room

is such a lonely place,

wear a fragile mask

upon a weary face.

Everybody’s here

but there’s nobody there

and there’s nothing to do

except sit and stare.

The distant sounds

of joy and laughter

drifting like echoes

in dusty rafters.

As you slowly subside,

sinking way down low

and you're silently wondering

how far you can go.

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There was a man I knew,

not too close, not too far,

as a child he was there

to tend to my scars.

A man with a past,

of that I had no doubt,

a man, when provoked,

who knew how to shout.

A happy man

with a smile for all,

he'd always be there to

pick me up when I'd fall.

And though never far away,

we were never very close,

a sign of those times

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How do you say goodbye

to everyone you love,

your family and friends

who you hold high above.

How do you say goodbye

to the one in your heart;

your soul mate, from who

none could tear you apart.

Your night and your day

and in every sweet way,

no words could express

what you're needing to say.

How do you say goodbye

to the child in your hand

...

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We take so much for granted

from this world on which we play,

the breath inside our lungs

drawn in from a cold and windy day.

Draining the life from a world already

so drawn and stretched to it's limits,

desperately trying to imbibe

the scarcities still deep within it.

To live; to breathe; to follow time

as down the wind it sails

against all odds and obstacl...

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“Mum, what’s that noise?” asked Johnny Duboise

as he sat on the comfy settee.

“Its your father”, she replied as the dishes she dried,

“say’s he’s trying to set his mind free”.

“By singing a song?” he asked with a grin

as he as he looked for the TV remote.

“He says that he’s chanting” she replied with a smirk,

“sounds to me more like he’s panting!”

“Is he gonna be ...

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Our friend, Bob The Bun,

just loved to have fun

and exciting adventures galore,

he’d laugh all day

and jump and play

and roll around on the floor.

Its a very rare sight

to see a bun take flight

but one day he went flying so high,

he held onto a kite

by the tail, so he might

get to see the world from the sky.

Now, whilst he was high,

something low ca...

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It's just a way of life

said the man with the gun,

you win it or you lose it

and when all is said and done.

But the odds and the favour

can be tipped from over here

by a warm winning smile

from a boy with no fear.

They say that respect

is a game hard won

but they can't see the smile

down the barrel of the gun.

The feather on the trigger

tipping...

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The flickering flame

in the dream of your eyes,

is a glimmer of life

in a darkening sky.

But little heat remains

to warm the weary hearts

of those so slowly left

bereft and torn apart

A chill wind blows a tear

across the cooling fires,

a rain of lasting love falling

softly through life's briars

A trickle of silent sorrow

leaving trails on shall...

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