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Sunday 11 December 2011

Fireside

FIRESIDE

I’ve sat in silence and wept the night to day
Rode the wind with laughter by my side
Kissed the lips that reached so tenderly
Then fell to sleep in loving arms caress

When I woke I walked with honest pride
Helped the ones who had no care for me
I never turned my back on any man
Or called on to those who turn away

Each journeys mile I wandered at my pace
Heeded some words, ignored a few as well
My strides been matched by feet that joined me for a while
Then softly left, an echo in my thoughts

By the fireside of deep content
I took my chair and placed it in the path
So I absorbed each radiant fall of bliss
My smile a gift from every trodden mile

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