The Thing That Matters Most In Life
A wind from the North Country
blows through the tapestry of my mind,
looking for something
that it may never find.
The hollow echo,
of a lonely life.
The sorrows of a misspent youth,
a tattered tale it leaves.
A journey I will not take,
for the sake that I might lose.
The thing that matters most in life,
our love that we both choose.
poem by David Harris
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