Grownups' Play: A Poem

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By Ebower


Take my hand,
And I'll hold your heart,
Wrap me in an embrace,
So we won't be apart

As the merry-go-round of life spins again
I'm getting dizzy, I need a guide
As it's musical rhythm entrances me
My brain is confused, my soul has sighed

So, hold me, dear, as we wait to get off
This circular journey, this pointless search
There appears to have no meaning here
You and He will be my purpose even with a sudden lurch

So, won't you take my hand
And I'll keep your heart
Hold me in this embrace
So we won't be apart...

Comments

9 months ago

Nice.

'He' is the uniting factor, always, right?

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Ebower Hub Author 9 months ago

Thanks; definitely.

9 months ago

YW :)

Ppl can dream, but faith in Him is the steadying thing, right. Blessings.

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Ebower Hub Author 9 months ago

Correct. :)

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chuckandus6 9 months ago

beautiful poem ebower

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Eiddwen 9 months ago

Beauitul indeed.

Take care

Eiddwen.

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Ebower Hub Author 9 months ago

chuckandus6: Thanks! :)

Eiddwen: Thank you very much! Have a lovely day. :)

9 months ago

Interesting title!

In this poem you talk about 'grownups'.

In another you talk about a 'future boy'.

You must have meant distinct concepts, along the maturity/youth paradigm there...

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Ebower Hub Author 9 months ago

f: Actually, I think it was unitentional. I'm sure I used 'boy' because it rhymed well. lol

9 months ago

Oh okay :)

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