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Souls
Remember when you felt the thrill
Of a kiss in the dark.
A walk through the valley to the park,
Then a race up mockingbird hill.
Young then I tendered these feelings,
Looking for support and healing.
Then a race for center stage.
Now I see as the years fly by me
Souls that warm my life,
Like my son grandchildren and wife.
They are in the oceans we swim,
The meadows we wander.
I can see them on a whim,
Etched in my mind,
Easy to find.
The souls of many cloud my vision,
Those that are loved,
And those with a mission.
Etched in my mind,
Easy to find.
poem
by
John Shea
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