Dear Reader, Whomever you may be, please kindly keep in mind whichever prose you choose to read, none be great nor noble works. Merely the musings of this humble heart who penned them. ~Sailor Dove~	End & Beginning
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THE LADY BEHIND THE MASK Who Am I? Pondering the glass as a reflection gazed back did memory recall Strong, Pure, Irish be the meaning of my name My job is to watch and listen work and play laugh and cry hope and pray As I pen this last prose to answer what was asked that which a mirror can never know of the lady behind the mask	End & Beginning
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THE END AND THE BEGINNING Once upon a time, long ago a little girl cried all alone seemed none could kept at bay the evil that had won the day Forgotten in History Masked by Mystery Was, Is and Yet to be As the morning light began to rise spoke a voice most gentle and wise Veiled in light, she did see Healed, as she listened to He Forgotten in History Masked by Mystery Was, Is and Yet to be He spoke of many things and deeds of what, only she could be Sweet rhyme and true reason reign as she the Guardian did became Forgotten in History Masked by Mystery Was, Is and Yet to be no longer a little girl forlorn that day a Messenger was born The Voice of the Pen A Light of the Word Forgotten in History Masked by Mystery Was, Is and Yet to be Evil Shadows did know As His light within her arose came the Dawn of the Son they fell and were undone Forgotten in History Masked by Mystery Was, Is and Yet to be	End & Beginning
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OF A FEATHER As I sit to pen my last goodbye to friends near & dear I know not how to say That I will miss you and not to fear, nor hate this new adventure that await at the airport's gate. Though our paths may differ mine to the North And yours to the East Our friendship thru time, even if we never again speak or send letters to each other, shall forever be true and I shan't ever forget either of you. Friends Forever shall we be And the Lord's angels our messengers bring good tidings when we're low and remind us that we're not alone.	End & Beginning
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TRUE BLUE Loyal and True Beneath a cloak of night Shines the Desert Star Pure and Bright From Dusk til Dawn Guarding from afar The Morning's Light Only His ears hear her silent song Masked by the night touched gentle eyes shed a few tears Just out of sight beyond her reach He patiently waits Hidden by the night beats a hopeful heart of a friend true blue As gentle breeze blew past A light caught her eyes Unsure of what she saw Peers into the night Was it just her imagination? Had she been right? It was true, she knew She whispered, “He IS Real!” The Twilight Knight.	End & Beginning
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THE MASK BEHIND THE MIRROR Shrouded in Mystery Forgotten in History Seeing never Seen Hearing never Heard Alone in the Crowd Between the Gap Beyond the Glass Reflections Come and Go a Lady of Light in the morning mist holds out her hands as the Sun shines thru One spys a fleeting glimse of a smile and a tear Hidden by the Mask behind the Mirror	End & Beginning
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VOICE OF THE PEN A young girl is deep in study of one of grandfather's books.  For she has found a translated passage from an ancient Irish legend.  T'wis was only a little poem or perhaps a song of old.  But, as she reads she ponders, "Who could this be and who is he?".   She feels this is real and true, hardly just a fairy tale.  Gazing at the page she begins to hear a gentle voice echo thru the pages of time. The Dove Warrior of Peace Guardian of Truth & Liberty From ages of old til the end of time Standing as a bridge From Earth to Sun Rainbow without end From the Prism within Sunlight Pure and bright Shines on and on Defeating the Darkness of Night Teacher of Truth Friend true blue Though this maiden's mask hides her face from all eyes With Holy Light she fights the war of wrong and right Princess of Wisdom Why do you carry a servant's staff and where is thy golden crown? Her secrets known to One Whose Kingdom is to come The Emperor's Son	End & Beginning
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