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A time
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A new beginning There comes a time
When life carries on
And the pain we once thought
Had us captured, is gone
There comes a moment
When everything old
Fades into memories
To make room for the new
There comes just a heart beat
When a story must be told
The book must be opened
And the pictures unfold
When you have your moment
You will know when it comes
As your eyes go wide open
Because you are ready to move on
A face in the crowd
Led me to this.
Really like it.
Coincides somewhat
To what I just wrote
Before coming here.
KS
A lot
the beauty in your words ran deep as i read this ..great work ..
B~Ur~Self!
beautiful read .
beautiful read .
you laugh at me because I am differant, I laugh at you because You are all the same ...(KoRn) J.D......
Come sempre
E molto bello Alayna come sempre
WOW
This is beautiful.=)
Bellisima!
I know Itialian the way I know Mechanical Engineering and Quantum Physics . . . (I know none of the above including Italian). You poem illustrates what I was saying to Lovelace yesterday, variety in the selected motif (your "time units" are magical), soft tone quite spoken, emotional impact enonormous - I am there! - LOL - Lady A
p.s. Great English and verse mastry!