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A song of life
My life became a song and dance, When Iris spoke in her musical tone, When I first saw her in her stance My life reached a decisive milestone. My life got an important bookmark, When the message came from Denmark. My life will become the rainbow arc, When Iris will come into my park. I long for Iris in my garden of bliss, Feeling her in my touch to every flower, The soil is there, here is the seed, What needs be is a single shower. Sun, moon and stars in her wet hair, With a kiss make me mortal & fair. ======================================== The poem is published in: Mapofaustinpoetry, Texas, USA
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