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[title] => Fulcrum of Hope
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[bodytext] => Fulcrum of hope Everyday it’s a post-haste hour I leave behind all that’s dour With a light heart and endless pleasure I rush yonder I lend my treasure Speeding enough I reach the gate Making sure I’m ne’er late Stand I there with feet stout Prepared for the day to go out The bells ring assuaging my wait Dapple my senses with a lookout trait Air heats with sun ablaze Gradually girdles a crowd in haze The galaxy swishes nether My astral tour begins thither Then angelic features flock around Stars of chaste innocence abound All o’er the teeming grounds Queuing random or in idle rounds All those young merry faces Pass me by in rushing paces Each a star of someone, all the same I seek the one who shares my name They’re boys and girls with light breath Beauty and valor defying death On each one I dart a glance So to miss you out there’s no chance I scroll the eyes in every way To find my radiant sunshine ray Further the threshold I encroach Count the signs of your approach Every moment adds to eon My drooping heart keeps pulsating on Then inquietude dives in resting phase As I behold your seraphic face Your ruddy cheeks, sparkling eyes, premier smile Full of life’s warmth, descend from heaven’s aisle Songs of joy, hues of laughter Waft in the ambience, thereafter Skin to soul, zephyr cossets me Droplets of sweat on your brow are elixir to me I’d wonder what I’d do without you I know I’d conquer the world with you Mine all that could fall in jeopardy Your aroma keeps it balanced for me Your airy gait, tender sighs Supple touch give me firm stands In a trice I’d win, I envisage Life’s already a triumph in all its scopes Thence I fill in my eyes Hold in my hands ‘Tis your flowering visage The fulcrum of my hopes …..I truly have this feeling in this poem’s every word, every afternoon when I go to pick up my little brother from school. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 162 [topic] => 23 [informant] => scarletbloom [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => FamilyPoems )
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