Michael Ford Poems

Thinking that love was out of reach, something in dreams not meant to keep.

As days past; it seems to be, more and more a mystery! I thought that I had come to see; perhaps for this; it would never be!
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There was a day long ago when thoughts of you would come and go!
For now and then I would fall back in time, to a beautiful smile left behind.
I thought that I could store away, my thoughts of you and brighter days!
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