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Tale of Truth (poem)

Updated on September 5, 2014

So strange to walk the fields where I once played

They’ve changed somehow yet oddly still the same

It still has power to awake a flame

And though I left a part of me here stayed

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Twas here the riches that was spring I’d claim

Twas here through streams of kisses I would wade

Such dreams enchanted memories were made

Such dreams were how a song of love became

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So strange to walk this shadow of a youth

And see the flowers now no longer there

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Tomorrow holds a diff’rent tale of truth

My fading sight protects me from its glare

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And when I feel the bite of age’s tooth

The special scent from you rethrills the air

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