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Oct 2010
Just to see the drawing of yours,

Of yours, for what it means

Can stand for everything beyond

The outstretched hand offered now

Before the Sun.



Just to see the baby of you,

Of you, for what you are

Can be bought by the power

Of powdered trees and refined ore

Beneath the Sun.



Just to see the baby of you,

Of you, for what you need

Can easily be sadly missed

With the increased weight

Beside the Sun.



Just to see the demise of you,

Of you, for what may be

Can be a lifetime coming

And a heartbeat passing

‘Neath the Sun.



Just to bear the cross of you,

Of you, for where it stands

Represents a fire of love

Burnt from ashes of you

In the Sun.
Copyright ChristhamF.  ~  1982 | 2010
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