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©2014 Susan Noyes Anderson
One faded girl in sepia,
eyes bright and opened wide.
Her life was sweet and simple then,
with nothing much to hide.
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One faded girl in sepia,
eyes bright and opened wide.
Her life was sweet and simple then,
with nothing much to hide.
Thrust in the sickle, the land is rich,
and the fruit thereof is sweet.
The labor of love has been performed;
the cycle is complete.
My path, at times, is overgrown;
storms brew beneath my swirling sky.
The sweetgrass curls and turns to brush,
scrapes tender flesh as I pass by.
If every star in heaven’s sky surrendered to the night,
perhaps the moon would lose heart and concede the steady light
that anchors every one of us until the sun’s return.
Our universe has much to teach us; will we watch and learn?
The world keeps churning, turning round
It does not stop for those who fall
The lost ones sleep upon the ground
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I am yours and you are mine,
grown together on the vine
of life and love and days well spent,
formed and fed by blessings sent:
Dear child, you came into this world
and made the living sweet.
Right from the start, you owned each heart.
Your smile was bliss, complete.
My very best friend is a tree.
He lifts me up and sets me free.
In his strong arms, the sun draws nigh;
his leafy patterns paint the sky.