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While You Sleep

While you sleep I tell you all of the things I keep inside throughout day.
Now that you can hear but not listen I find them much easier to say.
My hopes, my dreams, my fears, and everything in between
Your subconscious hears so keen, or so it seems.
My tongue is soft; I speak so sweetly 
Knowing your reaction will never greet me.

Tonight will be different in what I want you to know.
It has everything to do with what I can’t help but show.
I hold no claim to any religion but you’ve given me a place for my faith.
Somewhere it will never stale or lose its lavish taste.
You’ve shown me something I can see, touch, and feel, 
And so before it I choose to kneel.

I know I don’t say it but I miss you every day.
Sitting, thinking of the perfect words to be my choice,
Yet when you call I can’t find any of the right words to say.
I’m just happy to finally hear your voice.
Even just a moment is enough to sooth my heavy heart;
Fearing the ends of conversations knowing we’ll have to part.

I’ll never be too far from you, always within arm’s reach,
And in your days of darkness I’ll be the light that you will seek.
I’ll never let you leave too far from me, I’ll stay close behind you in this world;
Secretly protecting what is mine, you will always be my girl.
I only want the best for you so the best of me I will employ.
Faithfully yours, I will always be your boy.

I close my eyes and kiss your soft sweet lips
And see the very best of you in loving bliss.
I see past the physical which makes you attractive
And focus on the things I can’t see in which I’m attracted.
Your thoughts I’d love to hear them all.
Of the things you speak disinterest never makes its call.

My day will come, I know someday I’ll be the only one.
And you I will pursue viciously,
Because I’ve given you the greatest gift I can give, to love unconditionally.
Yes our day will come, I know someday we’ll be as one.
And you I will pursue viciously,
Because I’ve given you the greatest gift I can give… to love unconditionally.

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Play ball!!  I heard the ump say...

Stepped to the plate so full of pride
That humble pitcher cannot hide
My cocky smile must be a mile wide

Strike one!!!  I heard the ump say

Oh, I stared the pitcher in the eye
I am so going to make you cry, I'll
Hit the cover off ball it's going to fly

Strike two!!! I heard the ump say

A home run, now you're gonna see
The pitcher's shame is my glad glee
Yes, a hero's welcome soon will be

But instead I heard, Strike three!!!

I stood there frozen.. feeling lame
The pitcher said, "Guzzi's my name!"
Raised her cap, this Ace was a dame

Struck me out three times that game!

*One of my children's poems


For Debbie's "Batter Up" Contest

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Baseball Dream

Spring is coming 
with green "fields of dreams" 
Stretching far in front of us 
We will drink in 
the warm weather 
And listen to the crowd 
Has something been lost in the game?
Now that salaries are so stupendous?
We can taste the reality of a new season 
We won't let anyone 
disturb our baseball dreams
I'm not Hank Greenberg 
but I await the new season 
with anticipation 
Although they make more money 
than the President or Senators(and it's not right)
when they march along the 
"Field of Dreams" - which was a damn good movie

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THIS WEEK IN WAR BASEBALL (war is supposed to be crossed out; wheres strke thru text?)

Congress is bitching again, trying to make it look like they’re doing something.
But they don’t give a damn; career politicians know it’s a scam.
But do they know this is real? And realize the power they wield?
I don’t think they care that they’re shipping kids to battlefields for a war without reasons.
And the media doesn’t care or dare to ask questions that should be hanging in the air.
Who cares…..? whatever sells more advertising time.
And is george bush high? We should probably get him tested.
Neh never mind…. Instead let’s try to get steroids out of baseball, cameras out of 
football, fixes out of Bball, yeah just ignore this week at war and flip it over to sports center.

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Late last night

Late yesterday night 
I saw a light shine from a window 
And as I looked again 
Your face came into sight 

I couldn't walk on 
Until you'd gone from your window 
I had to make you mine 
I knew you were the one 

Oh, I would be glad 
Just to have a love like that 
Oh, I would be true 
And I'd live my life for you 

So meet me tonight 
Just where the light shines from our window 
And as I take your hand 
Say that you'll be mine tonight 

Oh, I would be so glad 
Just to have a love like that 
Oh, I would be true 
And I'd give my life for you 

So meet me tonight 
Just where the light shines from our window 
And as I take your hand 
Say that you'll be mine tonight

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They ran out on you

You cannot begin to feel the weight of this world
Until you have the true love you have found
They run out on you
Theres nothing you can do
Except keep the anger and pain from hurting you more
You need a sensation like you never felt before

You have been through more wars than England
You have lost more than dreams come true
They run out on you
Your too slow to stop the beginning
And you has bliss in everything 
Dont understand the reasons why your dealt this hand

They run out on you
Every thing good
Nothing bad is understood
They run out on you
You cant catch anything but your death
Catching cold on the things you hold