Mary Sweet Poems

Star of burning dreams
Shadow of the sun
Heart of love unseen
Sorrow just begun
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The meadows turn from green to brown
the old, tall trees fall to the ground
the Tiger Lilies never grow
and the only bird is a big, black crow;
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If you can stand as everyone falls
if you can ignore temptation's calls
or go a new way on unbeaten trails
or stay to succeed when all else fails
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Maybe there is something
that's telling me to stop
Maybe there's a reason
for me to just give up
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