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The profit of time (100 post)
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The profit of time (100 post) |
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Michael G Senior Member
since 2000-06-25
Posts 579Nashville |
The pen layed down On a table where memories drift Pages, like bits of time Cause comfort and pain inside. Some of loves lost effort Others, controlled anger, All come from the souls heart Where passion makes my day's flow. Writing since an early age, Those day's gone by, of youthfull rage That set this course for me On that tends to set me free. A word, then two and another flows I have not the wisdom to understand all, My minds eye see's this world in flux A world we bless with a poets touch. So, like you I find words to write, Those of deep yearning and passions might Upon a page stained with tears, Tis enough for me, and all those years. |
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