In the midst of strife of day and night,
Turmoil, trouble and the grey of light;
We look and search for things on earth,
And God shines down the sun in worth.
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To just look to find another day,
Where you see the light the other way;
A switch at night to black and white,
Shows colours through the lines of right.
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I write this down to tell and see,
Where I might find the other day to me;
I see it clearly through all the night,
As I read then sleep to the new days light.
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The memory fails and the memories last,
Of all the old days of the ancient past;
And search me near and look on afar,
To find the family and the famous star.
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And whether its right to see the light,
Or the weather had clouded the money bright;
To know what's where and remember the truth,
Is light everlasting in all daylight proof.
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Now as the years pass by and day has shone,
And the weeks are weak from months that's gone;
The seconds and minutes are all the hours of time,
Are ours to keep this my poem of rhyme.
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Signed,
The school yard.
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