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 Song of Nature Love 6/9/2017
 It's All A Lie Misc 6/9/2017
 Questions of Destiny Love 6/8/2017
 The Wind That Blew Love 6/8/2017
 Cynthia Love 6/7/2017
 Holocaust Grieving and Loss 6/7/2017
 Prince Love 6/6/2017
 The Persistent Quest Love 6/6/2017
 A Lonely Man's Dream Love 6/6/2017
 Van Halen Congratulations 6/5/2017
 Blood Upon The Walls Love 6/2/2017
 The Beauty Of A Dove Inspirational Poems 6/2/2017
 Love In Bloom Love 6/2/2017
 Love Is Calling Love 6/1/2017
 Presence Love 6/1/2017
 Song Bird Delight Love 6/1/2017
 Cool Moe B Silly Poems 5/31/2017
 My Life Love 5/31/2017
 Maggie's Eyes I Love You 5/31/2017
 Faith Like A Child Love 5/31/2017
 A Paradox In Time Inspirational Poems 5/31/2017
 Lord Give Us Strength Life 5/30/2017
 Unending Love Love 5/30/2017
 Hands Love 5/30/2017
 Days Gone By Love 5/29/2017
 A Little One's Eyes Love 5/29/2017
 The Scream Insight 5/28/2017
 Elements Of Love Love 5/28/2017
 There's A Feeling Deep Inside Love 5/27/2017
 My Life Love 5/27/2017
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Song of Nature

Song To Nature

Today it was bright and the sun shone above
The sky was an azure blue
And the breeze from the east made a low hallowed sound
as it blew all the leaves to their demise on the ground

From where I was sitting not a cloud was in view
And yet a warm, wet rain hit the earth all anew
The colors of springtime from purple to pink,
seemed all faded and worn and a bit out of sync

There was a scent on the air of which I must say
was like the rotting of flesh and of sleep out on the grass,
while a sweet melody sort of just drifted past
From where I was sitting I could see all who came

And they saw through me, my sorrow and shame
There was gray slabs of nothingness scattered around
Each encrypted a message so worldly profound
And the blooming decorum was a sight to behold,

each a symbol of love to the memories untold
And alas, a millipede on a road newly paved
was the last thing I saw from the view at my grave

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