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    Ponder this by George “Papa” G. Papathepoet@housto.rr.com The crescent moon hangs like a soft florescent light behind the vapor like clouds. Squandered
    Message 1 of 1 , Jan 25, 2005
      Ponder this

      by George �Papa� G.

      Papathepoet@...



      The crescent moon hangs like a soft florescent light

      behind the vapor like clouds. Squandered youth vanished,

      as evanescent as a missed kiss. Gone forever.

      I wander through life sailing on a bike of rolling steel,

      on Texas roads under live oaks and Spanish moss hanging�

      Details on this tale, that is my life not with standing,

      I have written on pages of paper. Like proses of yellow roses,

      that bring bliss to my soul day after day�

      I am healed. I again can feel�

      The abyss, dear readers does exists,

      but to no avail the sages say, if I choose to be happy and free�

      I think I will be�



      I would be remiss if I did not ponder this�





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