The recognition
That little whisper
When the world seems to notice
That one thing you did right
...
Crlystal clear
And blue as can be
No puffy white clouds
Drift above me
...
Day after day
And week after week
We put everything off
And for pleasure we seek
...
I put on my make up,
and paint on my face.
Cover all marks,
covered without a trace.
...
I look in the pond,
he stars twinkling above,
the moon shining bright,
hidden in the grove.
...
We all walk
With our painted faces
Our masks are firmly placed
As we walk across the stage
...
When things seem harsh
I may fall or slip
or catch myself
after I give lip
...
green reaching up
a long and elegant stem
the color of life
the rich ground it's reaching from
...
I have found in you
The truest of true
No one could be
A better friend than you
...
As I look through the branches
Dangling with elegant grace
I let my mind wander freely
Though it is still a race
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