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[title] => The Clouds & The Sun
[time] => 2004-09-19 12:10:23
[hometext] => something a bit different, enjoy.......
[bodytext] => The white, fluffy clouds & the yellow sun, Play chase in the sky & have all kinds of fun, The clouds float all around, sun gives chase, He ends up puffing & panting can’t keep up the pace. The young clouds giggle as the sun has to have a rest, He tells them that he has done his very best, But he is just too old & his running days are over, He laughs & says “just you wait until you’re older” They ask the sun just how old he is, so he laughs, I was a good old age when your mum gave you baths, For an eternity I have paced up & down these skies, I have witnessed & heard so many laughs & cries. I wish I could turn back time & be young again, But for me old age has long taken hold of my reins, I love to watch you youngsters laughing each day, I just wish I could keep up when you ask me to play. Where is your wife? asks one of the cheeky clouds, Sun sighs deeply then replies she is no longer around, I met my wife a lifetime ago but she was taken from me, Since that fateful day I have never felt truly free. At night when I hide behind your cover I don’t sleep, I try as I might ,but all my heart wants to do is to weep, Oh clouds I miss her every single second of the hour, She was so beautiful to me, she was my precious flower. [comments] => 4 [counter] => 147 [topic] => 21 [informant] => pixie [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 19 [ratings] => 4 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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