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Jan 2013
Broke

In the broke of shattered night
You light me.
Guide me home and fill me with hope..
..that the morning will come.
And the Sun will shine.

In the broke of the night when in breaking...I might
Cry.
You are close by..to hold me.
In your eyes in the light I see fluttering wings
The dove that sings me to sleep.

These thoughts I will keep in my heart..
..as I relax in the blackness that drifts far away
Will you stay?
Go away?
If I pray you'll be here when I wake..
If the light goes away...will you stay?

As a boy I hid under the bed
Afraid of the dead in the broke of the night
Of the ghosts and the demons that hold on to you tight
And never let go.
How could I know that the delight in your light was waiting for me?
How could I see that far ahead..
..hid under my bed..eyes shut.

As I grew I knew you were there
As I grew I hoped we could share
Something great.
Won't you wait with me tonight?
Won't you stay to see the sunrise?
Let me see the morning in your eyes?

It's the black in the broke of the night
But it's alright
Her light
Is on.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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