ANDREW BLAKEMORE Poems

Clinging to a precious dream
That's now a thorny rose,
Floating through the atmosphere
Upon the wind that blows,
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If wisdom grew upon a tree
And blossomed every spring,
Then we could learn the song of peace
That everyone could sing.
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You stood beside me when I was
A poor and lonely soul,
Without an aim or purpose
And my life without a goal,
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Awake my love from deepest sleep
And catch the light of breaking dawn,
That's shining through the window clear
With skies aglow a new day born.
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As I breathe the sweet air all around me,
And I gaze at the beautiful sky,
Far over the valleys and mountains,
An eagle is soaring so high.
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I built my life on the love all surrounding
But everything then seemed to slowly go wrong,
Without a foundation the cracks started forming
Too late for mending, the damage too strong.
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If you were the sky
Then you would be blue,
No clouds passing by
A wonderful view,
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Come winter relent let me hold her once more,
Let me feel all the joy that I had felt before,
Through the cold of December I wait here so long,
While these days are so empty I try to be strong,
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Upon the wind that carries dreams
That blows from dusk to dawn,
And stills when sun begins to rise
A brand new day is born,
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Aurora the dawning
The beautiful morning
As sun gently shines through the trees,
The clouds lit with gold
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