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Looking up through the swaying trees, I feel a gentle breeze___across the meadows the grass moves to and fro, like a bird in a window singing a song heard and not heard but is singing long. A smoking chimney, the smell of burning wood, ashes to tote, and soot to clean, its the way on the farm that goes unseen.
Unnoticed hands at work, cows to feed, hay to bale and beef to jerk. Wood to cut, fences to mend, garden to grow, cows to milk, supper is on the stove. Country life with no time to play, its the way of a farmer as he breaks for the day.
Sitting in the swing under a lonely oak tree, life on a farm, hard work but peace. The days are long and quiet but work must endure, life on the farm is steady and sure.
Sunday morning full of grace, a simple life and I will be ok____red birds on the fence, chickens scratching around, country life on a farm is what life is all about.
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As I traveled across the moonlit sky, I sat on the moon and whispered and sighed and wondered..........who am I .......and why.........I thought for a while!!!! Looking back across this black starry wonder of space it was.......... distant........... but yet close I remember a place. I travel back and ride the rain and stop at this place but I saw pain and it hurt me and I remembered more but I had no idea what was in store so I sat under a big oak tree in the flat of a field beside a small dry creek my memories came to me and I thought for a while.............distant....... in mind but close all the time bright as today but far away and ....distant.........is my love from her,she is beautiful , a fine red haired girl, slender and fair a big two story house, a small farm and kids about........Distant.......is the space we share we r still friends tho lovers not anymore, she carries my love with her..............distant..........Tho the fields are over grown, fence posts are silent without any wire, tho they stand silent waiting to be mended, like my heart that is silent and..... distant......Tho the red haired woman so fair and tender........she marries another and does not linger and wait to see if our love is fake.......distant.......she moves forward and moves on fast and I often wondered why our love didnt last.....distant........I can see, everyday her memory comes to me and I see her red hair and smiling face, my heart starts to race as I think of a love that went to waste and became......distant.......I will live until I am gone and will see her face in my memory that carries me away to a place on a farm near by where I left my love and wonder if it will ever come again to a man that has become ......................................................distant.
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She means the world and thens some more
looking through the blossoms of trees
her beauty flows gracefully
she has my heart and has for all time
her caring loving voice sublime
looking through the days before
her beauty only grew never to end
her sweet voice is like a musical note
and laughter and sweet smile to behold
sparkling eyes of brown
a halo sworn to be above her head
glowing and glowing and glowing more
an angel she is
keeping me spell bound as I see her face
speechless a breath I miss
walking by I cant help but stare
beauty to me beyond compare
I can never show how much I care
I love her and have for years
I will love her never to end
beautiful as the moning sun
BEAUTIFUL SHE IS
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Sitting by the river, looking up stream, I see ducks in the water floating gracefully. Floating like a leaf on the wings of a gentle breeze, easing along and carefree. My mind floats away to old places as I see the times and spaces of a life once lived, where happiness was. A beautiful,blue eyed, red haired girl, she was there by my side with her hand in mine....walking. Pretty as the morning sun coming up over a snow covered world, her beauty captured my eye. I thought within myself and wondered why she loved........me, I didnt think anyone could but she for a time and it was good, a love I never knew before. But now the door is closed and my love remains and her love goes to another. I dont think love will be found agan, losing her I lost again and I am tired of losing everytime so I will live alone.....and wonder. Will love ever come again, will I want it, will I care, or will I walk away or will I ask myself...when?? where?? why?? and how? .........sitting by the river.
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Brown eyed beautiful lady, dark skin glistening as the sun there shines. sweet smile, glorious eyes, making a cake with a beautiful smile, icing on her nose she laughs for a while, laughing and smiling like kids at play, the day well spent with a brown eyed beautiful lady. New year to remember, as the sun gave way its glistening shine, shining on her beauty divine, pretty as the morning, I look as she comes through the door, I stare in the moment, she captivates me like an angel, I get lost even farther as I look in the eyes of the brown eyed beautiful lady
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It was in times past of twenty something years, on a radio her voice appeared. A beautiful sound as she spoke to me, my heart melted and became happy. Twas the day I met her, I fell in love, it will last forever and thats not enough. Beautiful, brown haired girl, bow in her hair and short she was, brown eyes glowing, beautiful as the morning sun. Two wonderful children and I had none. Baby dolls and matchbox cars the kids there played, kick ball and chase and hide and go seek, were the games we played most of the week. Tiny little dark skinned girl like my own daughter she was my world. She is grown now so beautiful and nice, I watched her grow fom a distance and space, seems I never could replace her in my heart like a daughter. Little brother running about, toy cars at a run sounding like a cycle, legs moving fast as lightening, round and round he went wide open all day till the day was spent. My son in my heart, but I have more, I have 3 sons living in my heart. Time is passing with everyday and time will take me away and be able to see no more the faces I love and will always adore. Could time bring her back and thus restore a lost love of mine that I had to hide,.......I cry.....love hides.....I die inside.....will time bring her back ? ................I sigh......
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Take my hand...walk with me across the meadow and feel the warm breeze blowing....sit with me on the bank by the riverside and listen to the trickling water.......After You >>>>>>>listen to the birds singing..........walking a gentle mans walk.
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If I need you here would come be
near, I can't sleep I wish you were
holding me. My fears overtake me at
times I don't know why but your
face I see beautiful to me I wish you
were here holding me. I am all
alone, here in my home, I wish I
could see, you here with me.
I have no one and the day is done,
want you come sit here by my side.
I love till the end of time, all I want
is to make you mine my love I cry, I
adore you so I have never let you
go, oh love come...please come to
me. My years are fading away I, I
hope you will come to stay with me
dear I want to hold you near. I have
loved you forever it seems I have
loved you in my dreams, come to
me and rescue me. I hold a pillow at
nite and dream it is you by my side
holding me want you come and
rescue me.....I am not strong
enough with out you and Gods love,
I need you so much to make me
complete want you come and
rescue me.
I need you k.y.b, I
need you and I love you!!!!.....I
cry....for you.
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If ever I could be
what I should be but am not
If ever I could be
what I want to be but cant
If ever I could be
to her a person to care
If ever I could be
a love that I could share
If ever I could be
a soul searched for true
If ever I could be
somebody for you
If ever I could be
what I wanted to be but failed to be but cared to be
and was willing to be and can be but cant be because the door is locked
If ever I could be I would be but I am not.
if ever I could be.
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As you stand beautiful as the morning sun on the dance floor where time is spun I see you in all of your elegance, posig and waiting for the song to begin.....I take your hand......i bow....my hand in yours we grace the foor, in a twirl and a graceful move we excite them and they join in and life bgins on the floor for the ones who dare..........to dance......once more. Around and round hand in hand the song slows to a end...I bow to you. Thank you for this dance...I am blessed to behold your beauty...
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