Poem.

From where I lay

I can hear the church bells

They let me know

It’s time to sow

 

The sound never changes

But the tune always does

Who pulls the strings

And makes me want to sing

 

What problems do I have?

Are they worth anything?

Is my soul a part of the world?

Should I help peace unfurl?

 

There are times I feel tired

Lo, I am most admired

Life it may not show me

Just where my position will be

 

But given time

I will be fine

Walk and then dare cross that fine line

Cherish the day I do sleep and

  Swim in fine red wine

 

Maybe then I will ring the bells

As sweetly as Heaven doth tells

Serving as that bright light

Keeping me on a path so right

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  • elee on Aug 4, 2012

    May happiness rain

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