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Once Id Have Picked The FlowersThere was a time back aways of mine Id often spend some hours Walking through the natural fields And once Id have picked the flowers But time goes on and sings its song We mellow due to heartache and leassons learned And walk a little more carefully as we go Quietly remembering once candles that have burned Seeing life more clearly now as we wonder on With compassion and a way gentler soul We now knowing things we never knew before Walk slowly on and not quiet as once so bold Full of love within still for life that be And now treasuring every day and all its hours One wonders through lifes gardens grand But now reluctant some to pick the flowers A new year is upon us all and its change Like a beautiful dawn thats about to be And as one waits at the new year gates One feels sad but hopes it sets one free And slowly carefully through this coming year Appreciating more each day and all its hours One may walk through lifes gardens ever grand But a little reluctant to as once to pick the flowers Terrence Michael Sutton copyright 2009 / 2010 Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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