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Spark the Flame
Each lesson learned is one small spark
that sets the mark of our flame,
Now our knowledge we should share,
with no care for love or fame.
Skills that die with their master
are forever lost to all,
one passed to another’s hand
to be candid, will remain.
Let your fire of wisdom shine
as those in line want to learn
and your light will always glow
above, below, the flames burn.
© Jem Farmer 2008, all rights reserved.
that sets the mark of our flame,
Now our knowledge we should share,
with no care for love or fame.
Skills that die with their master
are forever lost to all,
one passed to another’s hand
to be candid, will remain.
Let your fire of wisdom shine
as those in line want to learn
and your light will always glow
above, below, the flames burn.
© Jem Farmer 2008, all rights reserved.
Shades of Autumn
As autumn brings vibrant shades
the sun fades towards year’s end.
Trees of green now golden red,
their leaves shed and colours blend.
Nature’s brightest palette forms
in wind and storms over land,
inspired art in paint and ink
as minds think with fall at hand.
Bonfires and feasting begin,
err snowflakes spin the world white.
The end of one leads to new,
in winter’s view, land so bright.
We watch in awe and wonder,
hear the thunder, lightning bolt.
Yet feel delight of seasons
year’s reasons do not revolt.
© Jem Farmer 2008, all rights reserved.
the sun fades towards year’s end.
Trees of green now golden red,
their leaves shed and colours blend.
Nature’s brightest palette forms
in wind and storms over land,
inspired art in paint and ink
as minds think with fall at hand.
Bonfires and feasting begin,
err snowflakes spin the world white.
The end of one leads to new,
in winter’s view, land so bright.
We watch in awe and wonder,
hear the thunder, lightning bolt.
Yet feel delight of seasons
year’s reasons do not revolt.
© Jem Farmer 2008, all rights reserved.
1 November 2008
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