Forty-One Still Sometimes Spreads Her Wings

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Forty-one still sometimes spreads her wings.
Over life she soars, as angels do,
Reveling in glory. Now she sings
The songs that make each moment ever new,
Years not years, things no longer things.

O long may she take flight, too joyful to
Not love life, though the world its sorrow brings,
Even to the heart, that sticks and stings.

Copyright by Nicholas Gordon. Free for personal or non-commercial use.

Audio and Video Music: Timeless. By Lauren Duski.
Music free to use at YouTube.



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