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by Saige Nov 22, 2004 category : Life, society / inspirational
The old broken tree swing How many children soared Gazing upon the heavens above Past the stars onto their dreams The rickety abandoned house With layers of peeling paint Each reads like a book’s chapter What stories each layer contains The dying and barren tree With lover’s initials carved Who were these young lovers Did their love endure The damaged rocking chair How many late nights Filled with a mother’s love Calming a child’s fear So often we fail to see The true beauty inside When the outside glimmer Has been tarnished and dulled Racing along life’s path Rushing just to “Get there†Ever failing to realize Life is all about the journey
