Inner Beauty Longer and or Older

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III. OLDER/LONGER

NIGHT VOYAGE

Love songs- the melody of children's hearts;
Music that somehow flows
Freely as part of the innocence
And the beauty that flourishes
In those so fresh and quick
Eager to begin the path that makes one old.
Or so it is said by those grown tired
With little left of spark or note
Save the echo of a distant bell;
A droning- calling them home again,
Once more to the circle's end.
Not every child has gone this way,
Though some may speak of few and far between.
I've heard a story told by young mothers
To their little ones hardly able to speak,
Let alone to understand what imaginations play upon-

Long ago a child came into the lives of simple country folk,
A quiet couple along in years
Yet, without the fears that plague so many.
This pretty one brought joy
And a sense of undeserved reward
Into lives that had yearned for some time;
And waited with a touch of the suffering
That brings a sweetness with the measure of total cost.
The girl grew and became a little blossom;
The princess of the garden of her youth.
Shining more brightly than,
Well, more than the oldest neighbors could remember.
Her special love songs bubbled and jumped out of her heart, ...continued

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