It was wonderful,
The noise
And cloudy tears
Upon window.
It was a game,
To count
Thy falling
Upon thy window.
It was youthful
Play
So gone from life
And adult mind.
It is forever
No more
In knowledge keep
Mind clear.
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Poetry By Grant-Grey Guda
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My Interests
- Inspiration
- Having Hopes
- Visiting The Imagination
- Finding Peace
- Honoring Heroes
- Standing Up For Justice
- Pondering About Truth
- Thinking Idyllicly
- Leaping Into the Unknown
- Flying Above Clouds
- The Universe
- Infinity
- Discovery
- Aventure
- Wondering About Life
- Thinking about Eternity
- Contemplating
- Laughing
- Hugging
- Loving completely
- Being an Idealist
- Dreaming Fully
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