Poetry of a Lifetime

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As I look for the far above sky
I see the moments of life
In which that moment moves
For a thousand years
And stops for just one second

We hear the sound of music
Held by the wind from the hills
As I dance this song with you now
I will dance this song with you forever
Until the leaves fall and the world becomes old

There are some that go
There are some that come
And if I must go tomorrow
Then I shall return to dance the sweet music
For you are always on my mind

And when the winds stop blowing
When the leaves have all fallen
The world has but forgotten itself
Then we shall meet again
We shall meet far over the hills and seas