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The Eyes
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The Eyes |
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Diane Coway Member
since 2002-08-01
Posts 61USA |
The day is dismal with no warmth to be found, With what seems no way to be lead to the light. For the path was croaked and devious, Not as it appeared, and so smartly concealed. Once it appeared clear and friendly, Too late to realize the ways were not true. The wrong reasons given, and believed once again. Many times fooled by this path, Will wisdom ever break through weak emotions? There must be hope, for the game has been figured out, Not too late to save the next pitfall, as now eyes are wide open.Eyes that though they see the wrong convince themselves it has changed. Eyes that refuse to understand things are not as they appear on surface. Eyes that have cried a ton of tears, and faced far too many fears. Yet, these eyes shall not be turned bitter. |
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BluesSerenade Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549By the Seaside |
The ending said it all! Nice write Diane and welcome~ [This message has been edited by BluesSerenade (12-14-2002 02:11 AM).] |
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Diane Coway Member
since 2002-08-01
Posts 61USA |
BluesSerenade, Thanks for your comment.  |
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regards2you Member Elite
since 2002-10-01
Posts 3940California |
Diane, Great poem. Live and learn and move on wisely. Liked a lot. Warm regards, Pat ..without surrender, be on good terms with all persons.. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
bitterness is a hard thing to ward off...I know and haven't figured out how it's done. |
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