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Some enchanted evening, time will be suspended for me.
It will be as though I was never born by a high decree.
When I lay on the operating table, time was no more.
I knew nothing, there wasn’t anything to explore.
Slowly I came back into existence, even though I was there all the time.
It was a feeling of great relief and very sublime.
Some enchanted evening, time will be no more,
But I shall awake on that distant golden shore.
I will know nothing of time that has come and faded away,
But I will be at home for ever and a day.
This earthly body will not awake, but I will take my flight.
My spirit will drift away and out of human sight.
I will not come back into existence, but I will not cease to be.
It will come to pass by a high decree.
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© Phyllis Ann (Starbird55@msn.com)
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Watch these pages for more poems by Phyllis Ann.
In the meantime, click the links below for other poems and stories by the authors at Lara's Den.
Silver Minutes
I Talk To The Stars
Scrapbooking: Summer Vacation
Heaven Wept
A Walk Through Falling Snow
Winter Blooms
I Need Not Ivory Towers
Someone I Used To Know
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