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As I look out over the sky and I think of my histoy of life. I see the colors, of blue, gray, And white, and they all somehow Remind me of life.
I reflect on my life in the Colors of the rainbow. I see days filled with joy, And days filled with pain. But The beauty of life makes Me forget the rain.
I see a little girl running, In the rain, and sneaking a, Peep at the blinding sun.The White clouds dance, as different Figures flirt with the raising sun.
I see a young woman in love, For the first time. A heart, Wrapped in the ribbons of a fresh New love, carefully bounded in Relentless trust.
I see tears shed for a heart broken by Deceit. A pain that will one day heal, But never, again will her love be, Ever the same.For what's left is Knowledge of, what true love is, Meant to be.
I see an old woman, with wrinkled hands, A worn face, dim eyes, and a radiant, Wonderful smile. She has learned, Life's lessons, but with no regrets.
Cause her heart tipped the scale, With goodness, and sadness faded, Away with time.
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Chuckie
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
Love
Keighley.