Don’t bother listening, for you cannot hear. Even though the sound of the fairies is near, you still cannot hear.
Remember when you where young, as young as the children laughing in the park.
You remain hidden in the darkness that frightened away the light, but there is hope inside your heart.
Remember what you used to laugh at, and how you used to play, before the day was filled with things to do and people you hardly knew.
Come back to the way things where and still are, far off in a land of hope where there’s always time for more.
Remember once with me, that you are free and soon you will be and you will be here with me, in eternity and there will be no more tears because you will laugh once more.
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Welcome to AllPoetry!!!
I remember a place far away, where I was a Chef and created such nice cuisine, but now, with my sickness, those days are long gone. I also remember days of my youth, oh what fun!!!
Welcome to AllPoetry! I hope you enjoy yourself on this site!
Blessed Be,
Jeremy
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