I write to give hope for my shadows & dreams
Within the sound of a new born snoring
A mind so uniquely squeaky & clean
Was this once me?
The feelings I feel, could rip my bones in two!
How did I ever walk this land before you!
The sound of your breath just carries me through
Thoughts of not knowing it, is insanely untrue..
This love I was sold, should not of had gold.... As our words are worth more, shining so pure but nothing comes back its universal law
Forever expanding pushing past the limits, in a relay race passing the baton, death is the only thing certain.
This is not just a holiday but a chance to leave something that was not there before.
Paint it, make it, play it, dance with it, teach & listen to it, rhyme it or cry it, love it or hate it but most of all!
Be it & give it all you have got, as you may be forgot but your ripple can not!
This is goes on & on into many unfathomable transformations.
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Author:
Poetic Dan (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Just rambling on, knowing a ripple is a ripple no matter how big or small. Keep up the write, always greatly appreciate your time & inspiration to live the rhyme
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Nice poem 🙂
Always appreciated my friend, keep up with the pen..
Much peace and respect
Happy families is important Mr Family Man.
Yes there shall be no more grumbling from me, in the spirit of endings I'll be a new beginning 😉
Always appreciated buddy
Life keeps happening, ripple after ripple. Loved the poem!
Without a doubt, let's keep hitting them out!
Always appreciate your time
The love within you and your family shines through your words Dan.
Andy
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