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harvest moon and fireflies,
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ROXY'S POEMS harvest moon and fireflies,
light like golden candles in the night,
gentle winds come and rush over me.
the sounds of passing cars in the near by,
sound like the rush of thunder in the mist..
could all of this just be my wish?
sunflowers dance for the wind as there peddles fall upon the broken ground below...
rain will run like tear drops down there gentle golden faces,
if my hands where for the taking i would give them,
if my heart where for the giving i would give till i could give no more.
tis not up to me and me alone,
the night will only judge the love and fear of souls..
we walk the distance of the line but our hearts will make up the miles,
our souls will know nothing of face and fear but of love and belonging.
and when the day wakens one we will be........
