Jon Arno Poems

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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