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Light
of
the
dawn
Now
comes
the
morn
Pain
always
there
Lost
in
despair

Sadness
that
fills
Within
her
soul
spills
Needs
special
care
Finds
no
one
there

Searching
for
rhyme
Now
lost
in
time
Heart
wants
to
share
No
energy
there

Reflection
she
sees
Life's
sad
reveries
Wants
to
explore
Hoping
for
more

Candle
will
glow
Flame
will
bestow
Warmth
from
within
As
healing
begins

Dawn
of
new
light
Shining
so
bright
Hope
gives
us
peace
Love
will
increase.
~
Francine
Pucillo
~
©Copyright
May
24,
2002
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