FOR A FRIEND

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    FOR A FRIEND

    seeing the sun rise with glow this morn
    its rays dancing among the leaves in the grove
    I saw my tears dry like dew on village lanes
    and for once, I found again the lost smile
    that was missing for a long time ago

    seeing the moon with the choir this night
    this heart holds hope like a rock
    to see this old heartache in love's cradle gone

    maybe I no longer will cry at night
    as if all my dearest friends are gone

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    If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

    Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

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