I So Yearn to Ring
I so yearn to ring,
Chimes that waken sleeping hearts,
And lift them skyward.
Like Keats and Shelley,
Wordsworth, Coleridge, and Blake,
Or Whitman and Poe.
Sadly my chimes are,
Like a cracked church bell struck by,
Leaves in a wind storm.
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