Morning Poem, January 26, 2017

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Blessed are the meek, for they shall inherit the earth. . .

 

 

Last night I dreamt of music

But not the dreamy kind

Not music from another world

The songs I heard were mine

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I knew them, every word they sang

Every guitar chord and line

The Rascals, Beatles and the Stones

It really was that fine.

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And it took me back to sunny days

When life poured out like wine

We walked the earth like little gods

And gave no thought to time.

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We think of heaven like a dream

Something wispy, light and high

But the meek, they say, inherit earth

The mountains, sea, and sky.

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copyright 2017

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