BronxRed

                   The Dance

Listen....ah,the heart can hear the melody
that rides upon the breeze.

Wonder....as the moon caresses nightfall
in symphany of stars

Whisper....words of songs sung
from the memories of the day.

Remember....the soul need only listen
to the music to forever...learn the dance

NIGHT WEEPING

I'VE OFTEN THOUGHT THAT I MIGHT SIMPLY CLOSE MY EYES AND SOMEHOW KNOW THE ANSWERS TO ALL MY QUESTIONS

BUT THEN I SMILE AND SIGH AND TELL MY LITTLE HEART IT WILL BE A LOT TOUGHER THAN THAT.

AND ON OCCASION I'VE LOOKED UPWARD TOWARD ALL THAT IS ABOVE ME AND WEPT NOT BECAUSE I AM AFRAID OF THE NIGHT.. OH NO... BUT BECAUSE I FEAR I MAY NEVER REALLY BECOME A STAR IN THE MIDST OF IT ALL

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