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Oh falling leaf you dance tour way
Dressed in colors ever bright
To the symphony of natures own
Be it upon any day or night

But your dance is far from over
You have so much more to do
Endless friends they wait below
To finish  what leaves do its true

You might provide a home for some
Natures natural smaller little things
That depend on nature ever so truly
So enjoyment your dancing it brings

You could become a boat some to float
Upon ther way down stream
To go where they'd love to go some day
As nature as well often provides a dream

So when you fall and nature makes its call
Endless things how they take place
All because of your natural dance
And putting yet a smile upon a face

terrence michael sutton  
copyright 2018
 Jul 2018 Grey mirror
mel
shameless
 Jul 2018 Grey mirror
mel
all life grows
through ebs + flows
an endless cycle
all beings know

my waves of
S e l f L o v e
move the sea
reflecting all
the Light i see

i swim in the dark
with no fear to drink
and shamelessly
get drunk off me
The poem sublime
wears a halo over its head
inscribed in the heart of readers
it will be remembered long after the poet is dead
The bad things happen & pass by,
Leaving behind the inumerable loss,
Leaving the tears for the left ones
Leaving the memories of good times....

The scar remains,
reminding each year,
of the horrid event ,
of the saddest moment,
Loss of parents,
loss of a child,
Loss of the home once built with so much love and pride.

Loved ones gone leaving the cherished moment spent together,
Contemplating the loss,
counting the worth,
The unseperable truth,
unchangeable destiny,
You are to live now to show the world
of pain the pain you felt,
To tell the tale of your once beautiful world...

Tsunami wiped it away,
9/11 smashed it away,
m
Major stebacks takes seconds to happen,
Seconds of horror leaving life time to live in its effect
but all this tells us
* Life has to move on...

There's always light after darkness,
There's always hope to live on..
Ee aren't God to design destiny,
But by smashing in pain we can glorify the destined

Pain has its effects & there's no pain-killer
But to move on us important,
Time is the best healer they say
To move on whilst adding a chapter to one's life
Is tough but a must taken decision,
Sorrows come and pass-by,
Times fades the pain,
You have memories to treasure..
you have to decide what to remember

To remember-
The merry time spent together,
Making relationships,
Building home to live,
The togetherness the love,
The laughter,
The fun..

OR

To remember-
The black day,
the 'second' that ended everything...

Do not sulk over destined 'second'
Instead live with happy treasured Love-stories,
Love story of your relation with each member of your family,
Smiling or crying is one's self decision.....
But life has to move on....


Life can't be wasted on
Second That Shouldn't Matter!!!
*


Sparkle in Wisdom
#Tsunami
#9/11


All those catastrophe made me write this... I read about a man who lost his whole family, went on to adopt orphaned four kids of another family. Both the sets lost thr families in Tsunami.
Neutral
neither centripetal
nor centrifugal
position midway- comfortable.
 Jul 2018 Grey mirror
ryn
Happy
 Jul 2018 Grey mirror
ryn
I once knew...
Or at least I thought I did,
that these arms only sought
to grab at what is in the sky.

Then as I aged,
these arms had grown older.
They’d only scramble
for what lays within reach.

But every so often,
the eyes still wander
to the heavens.

Tracing the outline of clouds,
drinking up the shade of blue
and catching rays of sun.

•••

With feet planted to the earth,
and a head full of clouds,
in this moment,
I am happy.
 Jul 2018 Grey mirror
Donna
There's a horse in next
doors garden , I shouted.. are
you my new neighhh-bour
Silly I know but fun too write  x catch up later  hectic day today **
 Jul 2018 Grey mirror
mel
i am
all that i see
all the beauty is me
the flowers, the Sun
& its dance upon leaves
of the trees that we breathe
that lead us to our dreams
there’s just no better scene
as the Light seems so close
like it’s bursting from me
i swear the Sun sings
of my warm melody
i watch as her glow
grows right out
of my seams
i am all
that i
see

 Jul 2018 Grey mirror
Sara
Prematurely mourning
for a heart that hasn't broken yet,
I know the path is dangerous;
I'll risk it all again.

I see can see the quiet
illuminated in the night;
the silence speaks outloud inside
each time I close my eyes.

Nostalgic, painful memories
frozen, falling like hailstones,
and I hear whispered warnings
hidden in each wicked wind which blows.
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