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Kathleen Paul-Flanagan,
Poet
I toss my questions to the sky.
I howl, bathed in midnight moonlight.
Yes, I know you would never lie.
I spend days trying not to cry,
poised, stock-still, waiting for the night
to hurl questions at the sky.
How can I possibly deny
the primal feelings you ignite?
I'm sure you would never lie.
All I can ever do is try,
with every atom, all my might
to toss those questions to the sky.
I want to soar, to really fly,
to spread my wings in graceful flight,
Knowing in my heart, you don't lie.
If I should give up with a sigh,
without giving it the good fight-
Please toss those questions to the sky
and tell them all we didn't lie.
© Copyright2005
by Kathleen Paul-Flanagan
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