Monty Mathur

Memories - of the past,
Dreams - of the future.
Both, fragile and precious.
Is one truer than the other?
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Walking down the path
Every night and day,
Reaching out to grasp
The hand that shows the way.
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This lovely shining star,
Came into my life from afar.

My heart cries out with love,
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We see the past unfold,
Unaware of what the future may hold.....

We must welcome the future,
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Twinkling like a Star
Into my life she came
To fill my heart with love
Like I've never felt before
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Tears in the car,
Tears in the shower.
Tears while praying,
Tears while driving…..
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