My Heart is light
It floats like a butterfly
Aloft in the breeze
Lighting on the flowers of its fancy
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It was the 24th day of the year
And the angels were feeling artistic
A creation was now in the works
Their efforts would be synergistic
...
I will celebrate this day
Even though you’re far away
And there’s an empty aching spot
Inside my heart
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I saw your sleepy face
You told me you were tired
I too put my head to pillow
Hoping for sweet dreams of you
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I can feel the distance closing
I can almost feel your touch
This time apart was hell for me
I love you oh so much
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Poetry in motion
The ticking, tocking clock
The days have too few hours
We have to smell the flowers
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One day while I was working
In my house to make it neat
I saw some soiled areas
In the bedroom on the sheet
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Still searching for her bliss........)
For Paul
My Heart is light
It floats like a butterfly
Aloft in the breeze
Lighting on the flowers of its fancy
As a feather windswept
Twirling with the currents
Pirouetting across the sky
Like a child's balloon
Escaped from tiny fingers
Eliciting joy and laughter
As it makes it's way toward the heavens
Ask not the reason for my elation
For you know it is you