Constant

Posted by Brad Osborne on November 28, 2020 · 9 Comments 

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If morning heralded by rising moon

And sun made the midnight noon

If thorns bloomed from petaled stem

And angels as evil as mortal men

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If grass revealed a shade of blue

And our skies seen in greenish hue

If one and one should equal five

And being dead seems more alive

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If water easily flowed uphill

And running fast was standing still

If laughter held naught but tears

And hope could not stay the fears

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If bedtime hour, I rise to the light

Or sleep hidden from the day now night

If nothing remained of the world I knew

The only constant would still be you

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