The stars that were over my head this morning
Were there from the First Day,
Those stars I hid crooknecked from in cities,
While travelling my wayward way.
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Max - The beauties of life's experiences are always there waiting for us to see them. I think later on in life we finally have clear vision. And what a blessing that we do open our eyes and souls before the journey is over. A beautiful piece of writing here.........thank you! Linda
The Canopy of Heaven was still there - what perfect phrasing. Scarlett
Dear Max, the passion and innocense have brought us a wonderful poem to lift the soul.Love Duncan
brilliant....nothing more nothing less...excellent pen my friend
And always I wanted to stop, and enjoy, and stare, and pray, But a motor inside me was going too fast, And in vans or cars I sped back to cities To undo my mind's Tightly wound springs. Absolutely brilliant, thankyou Max Love Duncan x