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  5.     

The Web Of Time

In the rustling of the leaves
someone called my name

a voice so familiar
same old haunting refrain

hearing you on that Autumn day
My mind seemed to float away

to another time and place
visions of your handsome face

feelings just won't go away
keeps returning day by day

Caught up in the web of time
ever returning in my rhymes

if I could take tomorrow
trade it for today

I'd wrap my arms around you
never let you walk away.



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The Winds of Time

And as the
weeping
willow
stands so
gracefully.

Looking
out over
the
waters.

Appearing
to
be
calm and
reserved.

The winds
of
time
approaching.

Begins
to play
on her
heart-strings.

yet
inside
she
weeps..


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Changing Times

Long ago
life was simple
so unrestrained.

Now looking out my
window
I watch the falling
rain.

Flowers in my garden
touched by the
morning dew.

Dew drops on their
petals
reminds me of you.















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The Yesterday

As days months twisted years
quickly found their way
returned to the yesterday

I sat watched a cloud float by
slowly across the Azure sky

heard a whisper in the trees
thought I felt you in a breeze

sought a flower for your hair
when I reached you weren't there














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