Liilia Talts Morrison Poems

Secrets secrets, telling lies
secrets, secrets, tying ties
tales that pale from males with ale
landing kith and kin in jail
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Oh how I loved to dream and build
fine castles in the air
I started with a tower so high
with flags a'furling there
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When I was young I wondered
why stars would twinkle so
while gazing through my window
a most fantastic show
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The morning sun glows bright today
reflecting from street windows
the day moon looks upon the scene
dew rising from the meadows
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Trolls and blackbirds chasing sprites
gnarly wizards of the bogs
dragonflies or moles in tights
prancing midnight dancing frogs
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There was a little bear
Who hated to take baths
When it was time to wash
He hid in leafy paths
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So surely do life's pathways wend
toward a distant unknown end
forks in the road mark painful bends
that heart and soul and body rend
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Heading for the glory land
golden mansions, silver strand
overflowing gratitude
merciful in attitude
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Glory, glory, glory, glory
glory be to God
all the earth reflects his glory
daily to applaud
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