Sing With Me

I’m always paying dues it seems.4
For you. For me. For the tears.
For the fears at the rear.
It sears my heart.
Parts my stark heart.
Just like a lark.
I want to fly away.
So I continue to dream.
Of a dream beyond your comprehension.
A dream of songs and tunes softly playing.
Around and around it goes, take my hand.
Sing with me.

RGH

12-26-2020

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