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(I LOVE THIS ONE...)
the piece of cotton grew up to be a string and that strong little thread held together everything everything you never gonna know who you gonna be when you sprout up (oh no oh no) never gonna know who or how or what or why... you gonna affect someone somehow in some kind of way every day every day now all the people you be living with and oh in what way what way they will just have to wait and see in the morning saying words as the sun is up the sky is overhead the world the big old world "surely ain't finished with you yet" so then let the light in and shine shine shine.... Copyright May 31 2015 All Rights Are Reserved By This Author All Poetry/Prose/Rants/Ideas are the Expressed Legal Property of this Writer Meloo Melissa A Howells Straight From Her Tilt-a-World We all have a light in our world sometimes its in us..sometimes its in others. Pray that we recognize it. Light is meant for that. LEGAL COPYRIGHT FOR THIS WORK, FOR THIS SITE TITLE BY THIS WRITER/AUTHOR Vote for this poem |
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