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Sep 2011
“Hi love,” she calls, “let’s dance!”
Make patterns with tiny feet
And prance
Atop the carpet, across a room
Until I retire to bed

“Don’t think about tomorrow love,
Just listen to my words,
Just dance until you tire
And forget about the hurt.

Cause you are young today
And wise enough tomorrow,
So reserve the pain and suffering
And the crying and the sorrow

For the latter days of life
Because with more age and more days
Comes more strife

Love me now and love me then
Cause there’s just no way to know
Just when
A solitary moment evolves into a day
Where you suffer through
Tears and unimaginable pain

I look at you and see hope and future
In your hazel eyes
As the colors change with the clothes you wear
And the seasons of your life

Precious face, the darkest hair
I’m right here, so don’t be scared
I know you, I know you want to,
But do not hide
Don’t mask your pain with smiles
But rather wear the pain with pride

Stand on the edge a little further
And breathe the scent of sea
I’m there you don’t know where
But dear I tell you,
That wind you feel is me.”
Mackenzie Johnson
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