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Nov 2011
If
If I could catch your tears in a cup,
I'd sprinkler them on flowers to grow,
Would hold them dear unto my heart,
So I could show you how not to cry.

If all of your pain could be placed in a box,
I'd close the lid and never let them show,
In order to contain the hurt and heartache,
So you could have more happier days to come.

If you could learn to share your heart,
I'd love you like we love the air we breathe,
So we could become close and share our lives,
Grow old together in good and bad times.

If all our hopes and dreams were painted on canvas,
We'd show the world how love is brighter than sorrow,
I'd hang the painting on the global wall of the world,
For all to admire and understand the purpose of life.

If I could explain how all the  good and bad are intertwined,
As all part of the ingredients that make all of our lives,
I'd stand and count the days of joy in how they had outnumbered,
All the lost and lonely times that sometimes seem to be endless.
Written by
Carl Gene Hardwick  65/M/Arizona
(65/M/Arizona)   
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