Some days bounce like the Sun's rays through the clouds,
Others resemble the moon whom dark fog shrouds.
All that I know is the past is long dead,
So I seek greater joys in days ahead.
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Lying sleepless in nature's quiet repose, Or of the past where Fate didn't oppose My hand in yours, my head resting gently, .........the promise. i will always love you....... thank u for this fine poem. tony
Thank you guys for the kind words. It means a lot to me.