Magic Of Life

Doom has concluded and hope is born
I am a fool, as I believe
Rebirth are we. One and all
The gentleness of spring
We wait with baited breath
For the days of summer
The days of summer
The days of life
Our deaths have been forgotten
Our lives are worth more
Because we believe,
The magic of life
Has created an illusion




© 1998, William R. Craft, Jr. All Rights Reserved
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