I shall ask one question you must ponder
How can sunsets cause sight to become blurred?
Morrow's sunrise offers you fresh wonder
I must stir the pot of a latent herd
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You would never hang a picture half-drawn
You should never quit a sentence mid-way
Shunning your light is like opposing dawn
Night time is only twelve hours each day
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But if you yearn for a new direction
Grab hold of dreams made of sweet summer's past
Be a mirror shining in reflection
Make dreams come true now with the life thou hast
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Darkness will win when you refuse to live
Make light your choice; cry, laugh, let go; forgive
About the Creator
Marilyn Glover
Poet, writer, & editor, writing to uplift humanity. A Spiritual person who practices Reiki and finds inspiration in nature.
Mother of four, grandmother of two, British American dual citizen living in the States
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