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Your Own Song
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Your Own Song |
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Tamboril New Member
since 1999-09-21
Posts 6Oxford, Ohio USA |
Your Own Song From here to yonder, does the cool wind sing Carrying in its wake, the sounds of spring A beautiful noise, of its past long since gone Listen to trees. Can you hear them And their song? The sounds, yet familiar, are indeed not the same These pleasures they wail are strengthened through pain A beautiful noise, of its past long since gone Listen to the trees. Can you feel it, In their song? What do you hear? Is it the sorrow of a life passed by? Or possibly the pleasure that brings a tear to you eye? Gather these sounds, of you past song since gone Place them together and make sense Of this song. Close your eyes. Feel your desire and set it free Become that wind and breeze through the trees Hear the noise of you past long since gone Listen to yourself. Take this time and learn From you song. Yes, finding your rhythm is rough thing to do I'll be here to help. I know you'll come through Your headed to the future with your past long since gone And like the wind in the trees, You sing your own song. |
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hoot_owl_rn Member Patricius
since 1999-07-05
Posts 10750Glen Hope, PA USA |
I liked this one alot and found the format rather intriguing. Well done!! ------------------ Some people come into our lives and quickly go. Some stay for awhile and leave footprints in our heart and we are never ever the same. Thank you all for leaving footprints!! |
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