Ella Goodman

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Life blossoms and it's childhood years they say,
So mild and vulnerable little ones when they smile in gay.
Knowing no worries, crying aloud, faltering at first steps,
Holding on to the finger tips walking in shaky gait.
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The sun is down long past,
Now I walk in the dark,
I missed the sunset in the calm evening hour,
Missed the azure glory of the horizon afar.
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I do not know why I love you,
The look in your eyes, or glow of your face,
That draws me to you..
I do not know why I love you! !
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If only dreams would have been mine,
Broken pieces turned whole again,
There beyond the yonder shores,
Once again you stood by thine...
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5.

Because I fancy the endless shore
Running good miles kissing the sky at times
Eternal beauty strike its face, glory defined
Moments dwell, there in her arms the pebbles
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Pleasant presence she could smell from afar
When soft breeze purred caressing the scars
It was a scent so very known
Fond remembrance of days strewn in gold
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7.

O morning here thou come, bathed in white, magic begun
Divine light set on earth, beautifying the day’s full worth
Glorious Sun thou art the source, warmth and light in full compose
Merry filled air it scent, in Nature’s pure budding best
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Unstrung cord lie silent here
Though thousand noise fill the air
The music once vibrant and young
That filled all hearts with sweet lingering tunes
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So many hours of life and love
So many days of splendid trust
So many moments of unsopken words
So many shades of laughter and mirth
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Sitting by the window on a road side inn
I chanced watching a little blue bird sing
On a sultry day with no breeze to set leaves sway
No mortal being trading along the dusty way.
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I don't have to love you any more,
Like seasons this time stood to door,
Fly away in whiskers into another world,
No it's not mine, I now should understand.
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12.

I hear some music from a far off land,
Distant voices in chorus sing song,
Oh! The symphony resonates through air,
Sweet melody play so fair.
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13.

She dreamed of paradise,
She dreamed of world full of butterflies,
Slipping off to sleep every now and then,
She slept to dream of paradise....
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An erieee night when spirits all walk alive
Attired in best while live they dress in fancied fest
Old and new blend in flamboyant zeal
And world unknown awake from their long dream.
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15.

I felt the breeze kiss me in an ideal mood
Unlifted embrace that braced my soul so full
Forbearance and calm melting the frosty rime
That shrouded my gaze from magnificent delight
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Aww I cried frightened by his sight,
My visitor number may be thirty five,
All night and day they pour in high,
From God knows where they just creep by.
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17.

It's strange but true,
Life you move on all through
Alone at your own pace.
Not caring who falls behind
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18.

I woke to the sounds of morning rain
Falling over my window pane.
Waking to the sounds of roaring clouds,
That shuddered all earth, trees in clout,
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You fill up my life, you fill up my day,
You fill up my life every way.
Like bunch of white lilies smiling in warm sunshine,
You fill up my world with your coy smiles.
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Tender bloom in swamp she grew,
Once tear drops rolled down her brow,
Strolling down His usual lane,
Lord He noticed the pearl drop in vain,
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The Best Poem Of Ella Goodman

Childhood

Life blossoms and it's childhood years they say,
So mild and vulnerable little ones when they smile in gay.
Knowing no worries, crying aloud, faltering at first steps,
Holding on to the finger tips walking in shaky gait.

Ages of man dissected by years,
From childhood to boyhood,
Manhood to old age.
We all thus migrate through the stages,
Donning the hat named by years.
Though often till the last breath of life,
The child in us ever lingers.

But brethren we are, measured and weighed,
Living a life as terms dictate,
Of outward show and mechanised feel,
That the child in us we hate to reveal.

But what's the shame to tame the child,
Purge the soul in tendered smiles,
In heart of child they say God reside,
The innocence and mirth fill all with light
So nurture the child that peeps in within,
Celebrate the youth of soul evergreen.
Childhood can never be marked by years,
For ever on we are child at heart.

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