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                           Sometimes love is very illusive...

Once More

A whisper is heard in the wind
today,
You know it's been heard
before.
A rumor is told,
It's oh so old.
It comes from the days of lore.

It formed in the shape of a

heart today,

A cloud that's been seen before.

The cloud wouldn't hold,

The wind foretold.

It soon would be there no more.

So, the blue in the sky turned

grey today,

You've certainly seen it before.

A sad story told, it's also old.

Rain soon would begin to pour.

Rain soon would begin to pour

...once more.

Wisdom from Another Book of Poems

There lives a man whose shelf is full

Of books he's never read.

With rumored facts he judges life,

To ignorance he's been wed.