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How Will It Be

I'm a writer, a poet, a dreamer. Born and raised in New York City. I now live in Daytona Beach, Florida. .

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How will it be?

When the morning doesn’t come

and the night no longer caring,

closes in.


How will it be?

When time stands still,

when waves no longer rush to shore

and the trees don’t dance in the wind.


How will it be?

When the mirror,

no longer shows our reflections

and our footsteps -

no longer leave imprints in the sand.


Only clouds gathered,

in a leaden gray sky,

wondering why,

we no longer walk side by side -

wondering why we have gone away.


How will it be?

When we join the angels,

in the heavenly choir.

I know we will then love eternally,

just you and I,

tangoing from star to star -

making them like diamonds shine.

© 2018 Gypsy Rose Lee

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