Jon Arno
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The leaves they dance, the leaves they fall. The whisper of the wind.
One more season, one more year. The change, it now begins.
For many years, your presence felt. The trees prepare to sleep
As I wonder at your work, your voice begins to speak
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Oh what thoughts do fill my mind
Your face displayed and locked in time
I hear your voice inside my heart
What went wrong… so long apart?
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Who is this beauty? I’m snared by her charm
She's smiling while holding another man’s arm
Oh she is lovely! I can’t look away
I have but one moment.Oh what shall I say?
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Sitting in the corner of the room so dark
Silence grips my soul …why are we apart?
My mind replays the moment that you walked away
Why did we let this happen? I wanted you to stay
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Tossing and tossing I can’t sleep at all
My mind keeps racing I stare at the wall
The shadows alive they move when I turn
Sounds catch my breath the fear I do spurn
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There’s an old man down by the Town Hall oak
He wears a red cap and a long dark coat
People say that trouble caught him by surprise
Name is Billy Harcan…There’s sadness in his eyes
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Oh what beauty bright and fair
Swirling locks of golden hair
Graceful strides and pleasant smile
I stood and stared for quite awhile
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Jon Arno Biography
A native of Florida, I now reside in Atlanta Georgia. We have 4 beautiful seasons here and none of the those are extreme. I love to write music and poetry. Have traveled the world and visited many countries on my journey in life. Love writing that touches the spirit and enjoy conversations that are below the surface. Do not enjoy being around people who are intellectually dishonest.)
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The Whisper Of The Wind
The leaves they dance, the leaves they fall. The whisper of the wind.
One more season, one more year. The change, it now begins.
For many years, your presence felt. The trees prepare to sleep
As I wonder at your work, your voice begins to speak
The trees, they bow as you approach. Your power now displayed
I close my eyes and drift away, my thoughts of life replayed
Breaking through the whistling wind another I do hear
Who is this you’ve brought with you? Whose memories I hold dear
It’s me my love, I’ve heard your thoughts….I sought and found a way
Please tell me where you’ve been my love. What do you have to say?
My time did come…I had to leave…so much you do not know
What power brings you now to me…on winds that billows blow?
I only came to say hello… to see you one more time
Times did change…I did move on…another love is mine.
Listen to the words I say …and cherish memories all
I’ve thought of you so many times…your memories often call
The wind it blows I must now leave...But hear these words my love
Enjoy your life…Do all you can…Until your journeys done
Your voice will speak to her one day when winter winds do blow
The voice within the whispered wind…only she will know
One day the leaves will dance and fall and she will think of you
Your life will be remembered then…the voice will then be you.
The leaves they dance, the leaves they fall the whisper of the wind.
One more season…one more year…..the change…it now begins
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