If you listen close
you can hear it ring.
The sound of life's bell
and the song that it sings.
You can hear it sound
from the day you are born,
To the end of your days
in the persona you've worn.
You can hear it ring loud
and you can hear it ring low.
It can bring you great joy
or it will leave you in woe.
The bell will sound strange
to those unaware,
But one you recognize the sound
you will listen with the utmost care.
So now i hope you take time
through the coarse of your day,
To see with your ears
and hear life this way.
Your life wont be the same
if you put things aside,
And walk to a different beat
to a kinder, more gental stride.
you can hear it ring.
The sound of life's bell
and the song that it sings.
You can hear it sound
from the day you are born,
To the end of your days
in the persona you've worn.
You can hear it ring loud
and you can hear it ring low.
It can bring you great joy
or it will leave you in woe.
The bell will sound strange
to those unaware,
But one you recognize the sound
you will listen with the utmost care.
So now i hope you take time
through the coarse of your day,
To see with your ears
and hear life this way.
Your life wont be the same
if you put things aside,
And walk to a different beat
to a kinder, more gental stride.
Category Poetry / All
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i actualy dont feel so good about this one. its gonna be REALLY hard to top my last poem http://www.furaffinity.net/view/8455496/
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