Joyce Marie Hayes

Time to face the world's dilemmas,
Time to love and laugh once more.
Time to mend the broken hearted,
Hang a welcome on the door. Time to hear the children's laughter,
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I miss the old days,
I miss the gentle ways,
I miss the county fairs. I miss the old folks,
I miss my brother's jokes,
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I raise my eyes and say a prayer
As waves crash hard upon the shore.
Grey Mist swirls against the sky,
My heart aches with a remembering cry.
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Hey brother why the gloom,
And chin upon the floor.
It takes the sunshine from the room,
And clutters up the air. A smile does wonders for your face,
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An Eagle soared aloft in a clear blue sky,
A king whose pride rang out with every cry.
His golden eyes alert and very sound he heard,
Yet he ignored the war cry of a big silver bird. Moving faster than sound it ignited his head,
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