Lost and Found

February 19, 2010
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I found a way

To make every day brighter.
More colorful, crisper, cleaner.
More cheerful.
Every day, like fireworks.

I found a way to make music.
Words and rhymes spring into my head.
My humming turns into
Whatever my head thinks true.
Never-ending, I sing to soothe.

Time goes by.
A clock's hands
Leaning towards hope,
But not quite there.
A clock helped me.
I found a way to make a day last forever.

I found love.

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