Dance Of Ages.... Poem by M.A. Wood

M.A. Wood

M.A. Wood

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Dance Of Ages....

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Here upon the ground do I lie,
The hint of death upon my eye,
No longer can I see,
The man I used to be;
Though when the clouds float away,
My eyes close upon the light of day.

So now I dance, the Dance of Ages,
A thing talked by sages,
A forever timeless era,
Passing forever more,
Though, no more, can you see the lore.

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Ron Flowers 25 November 2008

A very good poem. Ron

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