ON A CLIFF'S EDGE

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ON A CLIFF’S EDGE

Have you stood at sunset,
and looked down from a ledge
of the place where you write,
there high on a cliff’s edge?

Your ledge that is so high
hidden there in a cloud,
that becomes an image
clear, in that foggy shroud.

Words turn into pictures,
that speak so very loud,
especially when they --
can be seen by a crowd.

A crowd where the image,
within their mind will grow
like a seed that’s planted,
and in time they can sow.

Then share it with others,
so thus it will impart
this; a special image,
words buried in your heart.

10/2/06
Monty

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