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Poetry / Poesi av Sonja Wakefield If your dreams fly high like twinkling stars and you still try to reach out and grab them then if you don’t, you might fall and feel sorrow and pain - for so many a fact too well known If your dreams remain pictures and visions instead they will shine and brighten your days they will join you, bring pleasure whenever you want - and you’ll be safe on the ground - but on your own I was sitting on a cliff by the edge of the sea I was thinking of the stars and the sun I was watching the clouds high in the sky - flowting by slowly, softly My thoughts were with you without reach of my hands I was crying, lonely How I wished I could sit up there in the sky, on a cloud with you - flowting slowly away across the sky Watch the stars at night my love watch the moon, the stars! I’ll be there watching too some hundred miles away We may seem far apart my love but really we are not! Just watch the stars at night, you’ll see they’re the ones apart! I’m writing this at night my love among a million stars The one that’s falling is my wish my wish to be with you! För vart år som går kommer vinter före vår På våren slår blommorna ut men på hösten tar deras liv slut I ett av världens rum vissnar blommorna aldrig en tum - det är i mitt herbarium!
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