Our Unsung Song Poem by Matthew Holloway
Our Unsung Song
There is something
I may never write
My true hearts confession
Or a final dedication
We are all torn and tested
We are all tired and worn
Time leaves us always waiting
Time leaves us alone
May I pen those words
Even once just to know
How and who I love
What a verse could sing
To the heavens, angels
And every dream
I doubt such lines shall be
This world beckons
The wanting to be
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