Bellis Perennis Poems

Trembling with anticipation,
I enter in the time machine;
Going back in precious time,
to be whom I had been.
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This morning, at the window
as my train trundled on its way;
I gazed as life flashed past me,
another brand new day.
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There's a quiet sense of silence,
There's a stillness everywhere;
A dark tranquility pervades,
the calmness in the air.
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