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A Story of Change, poems By Scott S. Forster

A Story of Change, poems By Scott S. Forster

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Published by Scott Forster
Poems by me,2011.

Check out my poetry blog here :- http://storyofchange2.blogspot.com/
Poems by me,2011.

Check out my poetry blog here :- http://storyofchange2.blogspot.com/

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Published by: Scott Forster on Jul 09, 2011
Copyright:Public Domain


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They tell me my life is a story of change.
By Scott S. Forster, 2011
A Single Bloom in the Desert
It would be easy to write meaningless words on a pageSuch is the void of our agemay reasons springWith gentle heart proudly bringall the bounties of the harvest of mindsWith all the wiles and charmsOf beauties, books and poet linesInner worlds rich, tapestries of goldCloudlike ephemeral sometimes far too boldWe all must hold to their secrets or forever be lost- truth be toldWe weave a miracle through the sickness of the fog,a serpentine cognitive, a trail not fit for Pavlov’s dog--------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Chorus for all seasons.
A heart full of sorrowNo hopes for tomorrowAs dreams slip away.We live our lives in the shadow of the sunBattling our misfortunes, trying to be someone.Fickle forces do their worstWhile we come to terms with past defeatand the world crawls towards something.. Something differentUnderneath our feet.We try to still ourselves and pray the best for what's aheadfor in our darkest hour, the future come fills us with dread.
The passing storm giving way to calm relief.Glorious in small victories, grateful for little mercies.As the soul strays the pathIn beauty, always to return to course.We are blessed to live in this world,let us make the most.Don't be caught in tangled webs of confusion and contemptor sink into pessimism and forgo any attempt.Let us rise with joy, to face head high before the horizoneyes forward faced focused on the goalknowing there is no small injuries without the magnificent whole.Tender resignation and weather any falls,false friends, setbacks, angst and trouble when it calls.What more can you seek for? What more can be found?There is no problem without solution,the answers are all around.--------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Daisy I do Love you.
Walking up, ready to see you.rushing out, I'm on my way.first thing I think about in the morninglast thing before I slip away.I could only ever care about youthere's nothing I wouldn't do.

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