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I wish
I could
Give out
Extra
Weekend days
Like candy
I'll take a Saturday Andy's mint
When I feel lost I will rise up
I will reach towards the stars
To find my way back

When I can’t find my way
I will rise up to see the light
I will follow it back to my path

When I have no words
I will rise up to let you inspire me
I will let you guide me

When I am full of despair
I will rise up towards the sky
Letting it carry me on to my destiny

When I am full of darkness
I will rise up towards the sun
Letting it fill me with light
Pushing the darkness out
 Jul 2023 Edmund black
Steve Page
I carry my bags beneath
my no longer baby blues,
partly framed
and closer to grey

The bags darken with their weight
and they unwittingly pull
the eye down
from the splayed crows feet

I carry my bags
Prompted by a poem on this site, which I can't now find.  Getting old.
All possibility is endless
in time

Extending the moment  
—forever defined  

(Dreamsleep: July, 2023)
I see in you
The beautiful moment
A person finds their passion
The flame has been lit
And I got to witness it
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