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The Singer – Poem:

a need of the soul

a need of the soul

The Singer

Threads of experience
spin a strand of life
weaving dreams of sense
harmony from strife

Summer’s passion fair
gentles Autumn’s ease
past is ever there
sorrowing the leaves

Solitary light
shows a giving heart
walk with me tonight
share my world apart

Music my delight
playing my repose
in my darkest night
solace never goes

Wherever I may go
here’s where I belong
do not whisper low
sing out loud and strong

Now a quiet space
everyone has gone
I recall his face
ever youthful John

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