Category: Empat Empat
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My Ship
Beneath the deep blue sky, my ship, Its curving timbers bend and bow, Upon a mast flapping about…
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Catch a Falling Star
True love, the rarest falling star, If caught the heart bursts into light, So bright it shimmers near and far…
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Mother
As mother soothes away our tears, When no one else can understand, Like a goddess yet never grand…
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Bluebell Wood
Bells ring beneath a canopy of trees, Each one echoing a late spring breeze, The ethereal blue reaches far and wide…
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Lines of Time
Old fashioned days and turning wheels Over the hills adventures start Innocent smiles in childhood squeals Memories made for words of art. A poet’s mind lost in the past Old fashioned days and turning wheels The time of youth can never last Yet from this time his pen still steals. Each passing year the ink…
A Garret Poet 