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AS TIME GOES BY
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FALLEN LEAVES The tree of life
has born me bare
looking here
looking there.
sometimes eyes
begin to stare
a mind asking
when and where.
always seeking a
way
happiness always
held at bay.
trying to laugh
wanting to cry
time slowly
passing
by.
a ship sails to
a distant shore
perhaps someone
will open the
door.
(c) copyright heather burns
very nice and touching poem, you rock girl!!