A gentle kiss and child's
embrace,
The sweet and smiling
little face,
A star that shoots and
burns in flight,
That falls creating endless
night,
I know too well that all
must end,
The days move on my heart
won't mend,
My thoughts still gust,
billow and blow,
And I know not why the
stars still glow.
I touch you no longer and cannot
see
In my heart you will always
be.
by Michele Paull
Words In Motion 2014
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