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In a Moment Pondering....

In a Moment Pondering....

Imagining my tomorrows 
that float to Paradise
wisdom on my shoulders
visions of heart in entice

Sons now grown to men
left the nest to know
following dreams of now
mirages of ever possible on show

In the Year of Life
late October calls my name
reaching out for yesterdays 
lost wasted time and shame

Grasping all for to hold
my precious hopes a maybe
in the lucky state of now
distance dreams just we'll see

Filled moments of existance
good, bad, sad, happy and glad
all add up to living
and a Life forever had

Still I look to the Universal abyss 
and reach to touch the magic
for without a shooting star to follow
now wouldn't that be tragic!

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Tony Taylor

Dear Poet WENDY WASS,
Your style is so uniquely your own.....I love almost staccato rhythm inherent here...... gives the whole piece a creative timing and tempo..... and the subject matter ~ so well conceived.... so BEAUTIFULLY delivered!! ~ "Still I look to the Universal abyss, and reach to touch the magic"..... Brilliant ......an all around pleasure my friend......PINNED this one...... well done!!......LOVE and ROCKETS!!......T xo ?✳✴☀♥?

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Wendy Wass

Aargh thanks Tony you always leave such kind and apt comments x

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