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Linda Allen - A Small Vase of Flowers
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A small vase of flowers, the sun through the window Walls of white plaster, a small picture frame Still I can see it - my mind's eye can see it My harbor, my center, my family, my name How fragile a thing is a small vase of flowers Walls of white plaster, how quickly they fall Pictures will crumble and burn in a whisper My home and my life can mean nothing at all High in the heavens a young man was watching His eyes on a target his soul could not see His mind on an enemy - faceless and nameless His hands pushed the trigger - the target was me I wander the streets of this city I once loved I search through the rubble which once was my home I search for my neighbors, my children, my life But nothing is left, not a stone stands on stone How fragile a thing is a small vase of flowers How luscious my garden, how sweet was the fruit But the bombs fell like rain 'til the screams turned to silence And I stand here weeping, a tree without roots A small vase of flowers, the sun through the window Walls of white plaster, a small picture frame Still I can see it, my mind's eye can see it My harbor, my center, my family, my name
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