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Today

Today

Today a beautiful day
lets sit by the steam and play
I can make you a boat if you make me a hat
well be pirates, what do you think of that?

Sunsets on our warm warm day,
clouds chased away the blues.
Sweetly smells the newly mown hay
while the humming birds drink in the dew.

I see him standing at the stream where we used to play
now he takes my hand so gently
and leads me to a stump
We sit and enjoy the calm of the night and dream of what’s to come.

In our old age we wander to this stream remembering its magic
we listen as it speaks to us
come play again it seems to say for too soon the time will end.
Remember what we used to play and I was your best friend.

As children we played on the banks
we had hours of fun
we fished and hunted for the carps
and caught the crawdads small

eternal life does call
as now my hand you take
I see the gate opening for us
this new path we will make.


April Jamaleddine

Thursday, 1 January 2009

Sunday, 28 December 2008

Walk With Me

Walk with me

Walk with me across the page
As we go forward through the age
Your space seems vast between the lines
I hope it brings us happy times

Oh my diary come with me
As the future we will see
I will try to confess all
But afraid that I may stall

Please dear diary stay with me
Convince me to show you what I see
If I don’t show you what’s in my heart
If I shut the page and keep you dark

You must rebel and make me write
Good and bad, and all my plight
Together we, will walk tall
Come my diary, lets conquer all

ian trenor

Saturday, 27 December 2008