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Jan 2011
Love of life, love of song,
Filling treasures all day long;
Friends and faithful days of light,
Come from heaven soft in flight.
Spirits bounding, sweetly sailing,
Hear the music so refraining;
All that makes the body magic,
Comes from sweet internal joy.
All our lives in constant hoping,
Learning ways to bear the coping;
There'll be times so dark and *****,
All of life not always pretty;
Find the calm that is within.
All forgiveness, stained from birth,
In our journey some sad, some mirth;
Taste the wine from earthly vineyards,
And the bitter is sometimes the sweet;
No one tastes the savory meat,
Without the peace that is within.
Written by
Carl Gene Hardwick  65/M/Arizona
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