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Jun 2014
When I wake
Breath
Stare out into the dark
I wonder

I wonder what I'll see who I'll meet and what lasting mark will I make today On this earth
Will I paint like Picasso
Will I draw like Leonardo  
Will I sing a song like Pavarotti  

Then I sigh
What is my life print
What is my way
Will I be remembered
Or fade away

Am I a stone for the viewing
Is this my future
A dancing stone
Full of posies
Waiting for the wedding day child  

From a family lost
A faded etch
Seeks my await  
I fear for my life print
I fear for that day

Then I wonder  
That day is not now
My life is not yet complete

My ink is not yet empty
Nor the paper dry
Or the stone yet cut
For I breath in the earth
I look up to the sky
And I sing to the heavens
I'm me
I'm alive
andy fardell
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andy fardell
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