When Life Was Young   3 comments

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This old worn out guitar
won’t let me go near as far
as that beautiful winking star

In the moonlight it seems
I’m forever tied to dreams
held in balance, life’s extremes

I find you in the morning light
And in the starlight of the night
With this I know that all is right

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Love and cherished memories 

are tied to happy reveries 

of the days when life was young

Blue-Moon.[1]

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Good Night Everybody

 

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3 responses to “When Life Was Young

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  1. I am intrigued when I read your poems I want to know more about the person you are directing these words to. 😉

  2. Sleep tight my friend~

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