(brief renderings) Joe Fazio
Wayne Newton Said'I Can Almost Hear The Music'. - Poem by (brief renderings) Joe Fazio
If There Is Remembrance
When I am gone from here, this place
called earth, I shall miss the ones I
hold so dear.
I shall miss the music of the brook,
and the symphony of the sea.
I shall miss the meadows and the forest
and the flowers in the spring.
I shall miss the gray light of dawn, the blue
sky above and the gentle breeze on a
dark starry night.
I shall miss the hope of tomorrow, the rush
of the wind and the promise of love.
I shall miss the rain from the sky, the dew
on the grass and the softness of roses.
I shall miss the cold breath of winter, springs
gentle touch, the warmness of summer
and the beauty of fall.
I shall miss the joys in my life, the light that
is truth and the song of the blackbird.
I shall miss the laughter of chlidren, the
wisdom of age and my friends at my side.
I shall miss the silence of an early morn,
the whisper of the wind and the peace
in my heart.
I shall miss all that there is about this earth.
I shall miss you...life.
© Joe Fazio
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