Paul Reed Poems

When the time arrives

As it will eventually do
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It's all part of the same thing

That's what you have to understand
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A pebble collected

A piece of paper, crumpled and torn
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Everything is ready
As I take the morning air
Everything is in front of me
As Spring begins it’s repair
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We wait until all things are still
And a glorious and guidng hand settles gently
We stand becalmed in the glow of the moment
That we have waited for so fervently
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As the morning breaks
We go our separate ways
But always think of each other;
We do our own things
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Hidden above the clouds
There is a sunny day,
Beyond our mortal vision
But coming to light our way;
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Even as I write
Your heart is beating -
Somewhere,
In a different place to mine;
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This life which has been given me
From the first day to the last
Will just be a page in history
When my time has passed;
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I look over a wall
At horses in this cloudy-sky spot
At my sides my arms uncertainly fall
I don't know whether to like horses or not;
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