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Love Lives Beyond the Tomb

by John Clare

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Drawing the boundary…

Every Little Ache

by Richard

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Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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Love Lives Beyond the Tomb

by John Clare

Love lives beyond the tomb,
And earth, which fades like dew!
I love the fond,
The faithful, and the true.

Love lives in sleep;
’Tis happiness of healthy dreams;
Eve’s dews may weep,
But love delightful seems.

’Tis seen in flowers,
And in the morning’s pearly dew;
In earth’s green hours,
And in the heaven’s eternal blue.

’Tis heard in Spring,
When light and sunbeams, warm and kind,
On angel’s wings
Bring love and music to the mind.

And where’s the voice,
So young, so beautiful, and sweet
As Nature’s choice,
Where Spring and lovers meet?

Love lives beyond the tomb,
And earth, which fades like dew!
I love the fond,
The faithful, and the true.

Every Little Ache

by Richard

Little twinge my head is aching
Think my pulse is slowly breaking
Heart's a thudding I am shaking
WebMD is all I’m taking

Every little ache I fear
Exaggerate it year by year
Doctor's office always near
Hypochondriac I'm clear

Chest is tight can't catch my breath
Every cough feels like a threat
Troubles here I place my bet
I won't see the day’s sunset

Legs are stiff can't feel my toes
Caught a chill I’m sure it shows
Stuffy nose the panic grows
To the ER off I goes

I feel a twitch
It’s probably just a glitch
My anxious mind
Always in a binding hitch

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