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Mar 2015
No lullaby to send me to sleep,
no stars in the sky
just the tears as I cry for
these things
I can no longer keep.
If a minute would last me forever and
forever was here in my heart,
it could start to explain why
this pain that I feel
lasts forever and
will never depart.
As the images fade into grey and
the face I once saw floats softly away,
I see change in the air where the
mirror once saw
shallow youth.
The truth comes at last and as fast as
it comes
I run faster.
No lullaby to send me
to keep me and tend me
no stars in the skies
just the aging of eyes
that don't see very well
anymore.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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