Delight

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    Delight

    Peace to you I say

    Freely as the sun conduct the birds singing.

    Trees reach for the stars daily

    I live for your delight

    We chill and relax when necessary

    And stand for honor and truth.

    Voice linger in silent

    Eyes are the souls

    Peace to you I say, until we are no more

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    Poetry is what is lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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