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FROM MY HEART TO YOURS AGAIN
May my poem now, bring
In my heart or yours, a song,
Written they go free, flowing by,
Just like rain, and sunshine.
Sometimes, they may come,
Riding as they pleased,
Looking out, from gray clouds,
Or showering, with rays of sun.
Sometimes, they just bustled in,
Happy, and carefree, dancing like a clown,
There are other times, in the dark they hide,
As they come out, with me, crying all night.
By ladydp2000
