Behind The Clouds
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Mark Heathcote
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Behind the clouds, the sun is sinking.
Deeper than on any other day in its magical life
It is a magic flying carpet drifting.
Yet further and further away
But soon it will simply spiral away.
Behind these well-oiled scenes into dreams
Suffused in a distant light not seen
On this day or night or any other like it ever again.
So cherish this moment and don't let it pass you by.
And wipe the tears from your eyes.
And count your blessings with the years you've been blessed.
Remember on this graduation day there was never a test?
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