Standing Still

A Poem By Shane // 8/10/2006

The wind blows aoftly.
The rain falls gently.
We stand and wait.
To see our fate.
Looking at flowers.
For they are all ours.
The sun lights the days.
And shines down it's rays.
So here we stand.
On this blessed land.
Speaking from the heart.
In whole not in part.
For eternity we'll live.
For life is ours to give.

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