Skyward bound
Away from home ground
No more, of the side-walk mound
Daylight stargazing drowned
Northern clouds to be found
My time, is finally unwound
Hearing new city sounds
Amazing heights to astound
Sights to snoop around
A statue proudly crowned
I’ll be the friendly poet, of little renown
The Waterboys “You In The Sky”. Lyrics
Thou alone which art
You in the sky
I wanna know why clouds come in between you and I
Thou alone which art
You in the sky
I wanna know why clouds come in between you and I
Thou art beautiful
And I am gifted
Within thy precious presence I am lifted
Let me know you
Come in to me
Open up my heart and sing your song right through me
Let me know you
Come in to me
Open up my heart and sing your song right through me
Thou alone which art
You in the sky
I wanna know why clouds come in between you and I
Ivor Steven (c) 2019
Mind blowing
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Thank you Rajani, definitely it will be beyond Imagination for me.
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Oh! Love this one, Ivor! And it’s fun to read out loud!
AND it gives me the opposite of a FROWN! π π π
You WILL be the friendly poet bringing joy to America! π Be sure to share your poems while you are out and about site-seeing and visiting family, etc! π
Beautiful song and photo, too! π
HUGS!!! π
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I’d just found that Waterboys song yesterday, and it went well with my poem
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America aways Ivor!!!
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oooh I can feel your excitement, it will go well … have no worries π
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Getting ready for the big trip, eh!
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Absolutely Beautifully written Ivor, such a vivid new experience. I can sense the excitement π
Where are you visiting? Enjoy…
YonnieππΈπ€
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Yes, my excitement has to held in check… Haha, I still need plenty of sleep xxx, thanks Yonnie……
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I sure… rest well π
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Fantastic poem Ivor – it really conveys your growing excitement! Love the song too :O) xx
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Always the appropriate tune. Holding my breath for New York, New York Ivor.
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New York then Philadelphia. a train trip not so far away…
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beautiful feelings here, freedom and much joy
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Although I’ve been very tired today, yes that’s exactly the theme of the poem… My day has been a stroke fatigue day, they happen every now and then, a little downer, amongst all the better days, I’ll be fine in a couple of days… xx
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glad you will be feeling better, take care Ivor, let those days pass slowly ok
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Delightful poem, Ivor! Have a safe and wonderful trip.
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Great one, Ivor dear.
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Laleh you are always so supportive of my poems, thank you π€π
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Always pleasure dear.β€οΈ
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