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Theodora (Theo) Onken

Rookie - 62 Points (Washington State)

((( Time Changes Everything)))


Across the mountains of once believed...
Where Good Shepherds Lead Their Flock-
I found a sweetheart residing there-
Who ignored the hands of the clock;

Over the mountains of Majesty...
Under the skies deep paisley blue-
I found a sweetheart residing there-
Who promised to love me true;

Leaving me nary a broken heart...
Painting rainbowed dreams inside of my head...
Leading me down the path of no return...
Into the Garden Of Love I was led;

Once in the ecstacy of this floral dream-
We wrapped ourselves into: 'One'
Embracing one another as no other...
Under Edens most heated Sun;

Times sand granules fell in the hourglass...
With too many paths left for you to run...
One day you just up and walked away...
Stating matter of factly that we were done;

You had second and third thoughts...
With so many more mountains to climb...
So many challenges and paths left inside of you-
Are the reasons for this heart-felt rhyme;

There is a time for each-a season...
Under the Sun-whether or not as: 'One'
A time to love and a time to live...
And a time when our seasons are done;

Submitted: Thursday, May 13, 2010

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