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Hancu George[Rakkan]

 
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Inspiration

Inspiration
Sit down she said, pen me a few lines,
tell me of life, love, hopes and dreams.
write to me of much happier times
When love ruled your heart,
and life it seemed
Was full of possibilities, plans and endless schemes.
I took up the challenge, and began to write,
Of life, of love and hopes and dreams,
Words flowed like rivers, as I wrote them down,
Thinking all the while of the lady I'd found
To inspire my thoughts, and urge me on,
To make something beautiful, maybe a song.
Into the small hours, I toiled away,
writing down lines, throwing them away.
'Twas then that I realised, that the happier times
That she spoke of and wanted, were not of that time.
For the happier times were not from long ago,
But were here with me now, and now I know,
That 'twas the love for this lady, that made my words flow,
And to write something beautiful, for her, her alone.
I wrote of life, and my living with her,
Of love, her in my arms
forever more,
Of hopes, a future for us so bright,
And of dreams, making love all through the night.
I had visions of her, there as she stood,
beckoning me, calling me, and if I could,
come to her, willingly, and there abide,
Within her heart, and ne'er to leave her side.






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