This day and age
There are still somany whom sing a song
of what they carry along.
Seemingly unable to shed their burden.
Struck by dissension.
But more and more are rising each day,
wanting for us all to be merrily.
Paying attention to the gift of life,
we receive each and every day.
Taking the road to the second paradise on earth,
even when it seems so unheared of.
of what they carry along.
Seemingly unable to shed their burden.
Struck by dissension.
But more and more are rising each day,
wanting for us all to be merrily.
Paying attention to the gift of life,
we receive each and every day.
Taking the road to the second paradise on earth,
even when it seems so unheared of.
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Sara Folklore: | Zondag, december 12, 2010 22:27 |
| yes and indeed even when it seems so unheared of. Het is tochniet zo unheared hoor, velen willen ook wel horen: ) |
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| Auteur: Boomvader Ruerd | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Marina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 12 december 2010 | ||
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