Beauty
trances
the vast expanses
of the world
between
my heart and head
rivers
and roads
sweep through
and carry
thoughts to marry
to love
to do
to fine the perpetual
always
you
but as I search
I find
that I am
momentarly
blind-ed
by the complexity
of all I must see and do
but truthfully these needs are few
the world a few
bright colors and things
and the worry
that we bring
brings lies
that twist
and turn
and burn
our hopes and our dreams
till they sizzle
and scream
for us not to let go
we know
and so we burn
the lies that yearn
to do us off
and make us cough
under the sickening smell
that time will tell
was wrong
so sing a song
so light and true
that could only
and always
bring us back to you
simplify your life
to loving
through worry
sorrow
and strife
and in that
become the best
daughter, and mother
and sister and wife.
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