When you look up
At the stars at night,
The sky goes on forever
As if it's a dream
Or fantasy.
Take a closer look
You will surely find
Perhaps the answer
Was there all along
Just waiting,
And biding its time,
You were hoping for luck,
You were hoping for joy
Take a closer look
The hope that you
Were searching for
Was there
In your mind all the time. By Mary Marsh
Keighley, Bolton
Converted for the new archive on 14 July 2000. Some images and formatting may have been lost in the conversion.
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