I still will always think of you,
It is your Soul, I really want,
For It contains the seeds of Love,
Each time you plant them in my heart,
It seems that Life gets a new start!
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To write,
To teach what’s good,So others can be betterNot hide,Behind, the darkest cloudsThat you can find,Like slander and murder.The dark side,Never better.If we want,We can really buildA better life,Understanding each other,Being charitable and kindPatient, not blind,And above all,Respecting and lovingAll Life,All together.
Beyond life,
As what wasFondly ableTo reach,The heart,In its most,Intimate domain.
It’s a bad day,
But I have no place to go,No place to flowMy dark waters,Cry, my sadness awayMy solitude gray,Yes, it’s been a bad dayWhen love is at playAnd there is no place to goAnd even tearsWon’t come my way…
It’s never too soon, nor too late,
Waiting at your gate,Don’t close it out,Let it come in,It may really bring you,A World in a rhyme,With images, thoughts,And beauty sublime.
The poor Weeping Willow,
Made out of tears,Resembling green rain.
I have a lot of time to think now,
I have no explanations for anything,Not even for the pain that’s left behind,For if we are all God’s children,Why is life for so many,A continual sacrifice?