Lullaby

Lullaby

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Sleep Sweet My Love,

Steadfast in My Thoughts,

And Know that I Love You,

Though this Sky is Far Away,

My Wish Borne on This Star,

Is the Same that's Watching Over You,

I See You My Dear, 

In the Walls of My Heart,

Like a Reflection in a Mirror,

Separated by a Sliver of Silver,

That is a World Apart, 

In the Breadth of a Millimeter,

Still, Sleep Sweet My Love,

And Dream Pretty Things,

And Know that I Miss You,

I’ll Hold your Fears,

Here By My Side,

And Never Let Them Near You,

Sleep Sweet My Darlin’,

Tucked in with this Prayer,

Rest, Gentle and True,

The Morning Will Come,

Bearing Another Day,

That Brings Me Closer to You…

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The Traveller

The Traveller

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Stars Beckon Him again,

The Wanderer of Ages,

Another Ship makes Sail,

Bearing Him and His pages,

He Faces The Silent Sky,

Her White Clouds, Comforting,

Even in Their Darkest Moments,

Their Tears Disguise His Weeping,

Home Lies Far Behind,

A Whisper of Memory,

Of a Hearth’s Dying Embers,

Fading in the Wake of his Journey,

He Carries His Secret With Him,

The Truth of Lost Sons,

That Home now an Alien Place,

Serenaded by Twenty One Guns,

The Miles Kept Him Young,

But Aged His World Unkindly,

Time's Gift to Wanderers,

Another Victim of Relativity,

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The Rose

The Rose

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Time never befriends us,

Slipping through our hands,

Except when Apart from Her,

Each Moment Needlessly Extends,

She owns My Thoughts,

O' Heaven's Perfect Gift,

Her Laughter Parts My Worries,

And in My Life, Light Drifts,

Her Softest Touch bears Felicity,

Her Scent, Euphoria's Waft,

Daughter of the Starry Night,

The Epitome of God's Craft,

As She Lies Asleep Each Night,

Stars War to Catch a Glance,

The Heavens wait, Stagnant, Silent,

Even the Wind and Leaves don't Dance,

O' Device of My Language,

The Praise of My Song,

She, who Inspires Muses,

The Smile that Awakes the Dawn,

Fated, Like of a Rose,

Loving the Sun from Afar,

I raise My Head each Morning,

With a Bud of Hope, to see My Star...

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A Fairy Tale

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Hers is a Flower,

That Blooms Above Others,

A Smile He would Remember,

As One Fortune Favors,

She is the Cadence of Charm,

Her Voice makes Hearts Flutter,

She keeps Time with Ease,

With the Childlike Gurgle of Her Laughter,

She Smells of Happy Summers. 

Of Autumn that is Passing, 

Into the Waft of Warm Winter Love, 

She, The Living Scent of Spring,

She Carried In Her Gaze,

The Hint of Memories Unmade, 

The Depth of Her Eyes Echoing,

A Lifetime of Words Unsaid,

Like a Dream She Walks,

In His Life Without a Care,

Be it Awake or in Slumber,

She's Always There,

She, The Epitome,

Of Happily-ever-afters,

The Once in a Life-times, 

From Fairytale Chapters...

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A Son's Missive

A Son's Missive

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I've Watched Another Year Pass,

With Its Usual song, Tears and Jest, 

Again This Spring Sun is Familiar

And With It, The Hollow in My Chest,

I Think of You Fondly Ma,

Never, From My Thoughts Apart,

Your Smile Still Outshines This Sun,

No One's Been Closer to My Heart,

The Little Boy in Me Still Reaches,

His Hand Out for You to Hold, 

When Anything Stands in His Path,

Or When the World Gets Too Cold,

And Though You're not Around Anymore,

Your Strength and Lessons Linger,

I'm Glad You've Taught Me well Enough,

To Cross These Roads That Get Wider, 

I still Look to the Sky for Hope,

Tho Not from Mankind's Gods,

But From the Traces of Your Smile,

In the Sunlight that Breaks Dark Clouds,

I Miss You Often Ma, 

Most So Today,

I Don't Know When We'll Meet Again,

But We'll Catch Up Someday... 

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The Florin

The Florin

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A Threepence met a Florin once,

In a Merchant's Weathered Hand,

Spellbound with Her Sun Washed Glow,

Before in His Purse, She Went,

He was a Worn, Tarnished Silver, 

As Most Thruppenny Bits were,

Flitting from Hands to Pockets, 

Blithe of Fate, Till Her Allure,

He Wished Not to be Bartered That Day,

Longing Instead, for a Measure in that Purse,

To Again Sight Her Burnished Gold,

The Glint of His Dreams, Terse,

La Fiorino D'oro,

The Only Coin Worth Saving, 

Minted by More Careful Hands, 

The One Men Loathed Parting...

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