Philip Vincent Sanders Biography

Listen to their laughter
Listen to them sing
Watch them on the roundabout
Watch them on the swings
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My footsteps splash as through the rain I plough
The shards of ice slash hard across my face right now
But freedom shouts from all the rooftops near
A ringing loud endorsement do I hear
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Listen to the flecks of rain
That fall on dusty ground
Listen to the bird's sweet song
As earth's waking comes around
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Poetry unlocks my mind, it helps me see so clear,
It sharpens up my senses to see the things so dear,
Like children and their joyfulness, loving someone so,
Watching morning breaking, seeing rivers flow,
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A memory is a moment of pure magic
Heart rending in its intensity
Beautiful in its clear simplicity
Burnt into your soul for eternity
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