<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=392508" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Draw The Curtain, Turn The Page...Close The Day...</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Clear th' Stage<br> Draw th' Curtain<br> Down th' Lights<br> Turn th' page<br> Close th' Day<br> </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ther' be nothing in this World to help me understand <br>Some shapes of Life that cast-out imperious shadows </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Saw black crows, wings stretched...pointing skyward<br> Perched upon a gangly autumn tree branch......dying<br> Seven crow's, alas, but one was just a strange illusion<br> Leaving six, th' number etched upon Abbadons Beast<br> <br>Watch a clock upon its wall...moves like snail on sand<br> Look away to savor life.....Time beats like Arrhythmia<br> <br>An' what would you like to see in stone as yo'r epitaph <br>A Poet....A Muse.....or perhaps just a Soul of Gratitude<br> <br>Then again, all in time...does it really matter any at all<br> When time does take us all.........to th' very same plane<br> <br>This Game, this Rubics Cube........of understanding Life<br> Like a Passion Play with ballerina's...falling to the wood<br> Dark masques of pale white skin an' pink-lipped frowns<br> Over flesh........of pale white skin an' pink-lipped frowns </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sometimes our disguised visages, are reflecting mirrors<br> Yet, in th' end, when time an' we.....have far long passed<br> What does it matter what masques we wore....in passion<br> <br>When time it comes, our time...ther' be no time to lobby<br> for more time to orchestrate a more auspicious outcome </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Today should be th' Tomorrow we planned out Yesterday<br> Lifes' precious, ev'ry moment, still we need to know when<br> <br>To Clear th' stage<br> Draw th' curtain<br> Down th' Lights<br> Turn th' Page<br> Close th' Day.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Frank+James+Ryan+Jr.">Frank James Ryan Jr.</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=392508" data-title="Draw The Curtain, Turn The Page...Close The Day... de Frank James Ryan Jr." data-description="Clear th' Stage Draw th' Curtain Down th' Lights Turn th' page Close th' Day Ther' be nothing in this World to help me understand Some shapes of Life that cast-out imperious shadows Saw black crows, wings stretched...pointing skyward Pe..."></div> </div> </div>

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