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The Gift of You
storybook endings
are known before time
and poems never ending
in their journeys, still rhyme
our souls have a bond
deeper than we know
like words of unwritten songs
wanting pens to flow
we've joined before
on common ground
in days of yore
before worlds were round
a cosmic One
joined true souls
then allowed to become
the playful bold
but in playful play
of nature's game
I lament and pray
to One with no name
because like storybook endings
and poems that still rhyme
we were one at beginning:
one for all time
Joe Vernetti
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