You work each day
To find a way
With hands that never tire
Yet happiness
Will give you chase
Until you find your fire.
You now oppose
Most all of those
Who try to ill conspire
But perfect peace
Is ill at ease
Until you find your fire.
One day you'll seek
Beyond the peak
The heart of your desire
The one who knows
Of all your woes;
The one who is your fire.
Friday, March 6, 2009
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Very good.
ReplyDeleteThere is nice melody
in your poems.
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Cheers!
~~William