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Vision's Gift
The older I get…
the closer I become to the things I can't see
The older I get…
the more I'm amazed by the things that surround me
The older I get…
the longer the nights and the dreams that they bring
The older I get…
empty words falling mute-each new season to sing
The older I get…
those women that I loved I now carry inside
The older I get…
that child I once was to return with a smile
The older I get
the deeper I embrace the reason I'm here
The older I get
each moment a gift-with its vision so clear
(Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2018)
the closer I become to the things I can't see
The older I get…
the more I'm amazed by the things that surround me
The older I get…
the longer the nights and the dreams that they bring
The older I get…
empty words falling mute-each new season to sing
The older I get…
those women that I loved I now carry inside
The older I get…
that child I once was to return with a smile
The older I get
the deeper I embrace the reason I'm here
The older I get
each moment a gift-with its vision so clear
(Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2018)
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Vision`s Gift
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