Reflections

Rays Internet Poetry Links Hold your mouse over the links to see the submenus! R.I.P Home	Reflections Reflections of a beach Oh so many beaches So much laughter and song Music and wine And dancing till dawn Swimming by moonlight Making love on the sand In a warm sea breeze On an evening so long. I reflect on a country On the cold and the heat France, Spain or Africa Where too next week? So many places I’ve still yet to see I reflect on parts of me Left in the bars in Cadiz The Medina’s in Morocco The shanty town on the isles Each and all a part of me Reflections of dawn So many dawns - and sunsets - Seen from mountains, fields and forests Each new day a mystery, Not knowing what it brings Something for everybody Maybe happiness for each
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Please help keep this site going by either purchasing through The Easylife Site, or making a donation. Thank You	Reflection brings sorrow Happiness and joy Reflecting brings tears to my eyes Too many reflections Now seethe through my mind I’ve travelled many thousands of miles Met so many people Lost so many friends For a heaven I know can’t find So I reflect one more time As the years roll on by Yet still I keep moving along A tramp and a drifter A traveller and Gypsy All of these people am I. I reflect on the ones I loved Sharing and caring, travelling on Horses through the dessert Playing in the surf Together in this song Reflections come and go Of a life on the road Where your sanity can walk a thin line There are too many faces Too many memories Each a past now gone by
	Reflections of a lonely night Winds, rain and a cruel earth Crying to the sky TAKE ME I can go on no more And your lost, and your lonely You ask ‘what’s this worth’? But hope remains for ever within Reflections are a heavy load As you think of your life How quick the years seemed to fly The wisdom we learned The joy that we found The love and the pain We meet on the way Reflections of shadows gone by Reflections of travellers You’ve met on the road Some running from problems Some searching for gold All reflecting their hearts desire Their need to be free Laughing and drinking their way through the world Loners all our days we must be