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Chad Weeks Poem
You are like the wind
Gently guiding me by while barefoot on a beach
No matter how far, I’m always within its reach
Pushing me through rough seas like a sail
With you mountains are nothing to scale
Like the wind comes great change
And all begins to rearrange
You force the snow to sting my face
Foot prints in the sand you erase
You slow me down
Mountains still all around
I wait for your storm to pass
With each half full glass
But behind every storm
Lies a sunrise to keep me warm
In that light I shall lay
Because long I have waited for this day
Copyright © Chad Weeks | Year Posted 2013
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My dream?
What is my dream?
In my dream distance doesn’t exist
You would never need a plane or a train hug the ones you love
In my dream
Happiness is drank by the glass
Sadness is washed away,
By the hose that as a kid I played
Our tears and fears would be all balled up
And hit out of the park
So no little boy is afraid of the dark
In my dream wars are fought with nerf guns
Ice cream is delivered by the tons
Work wouldn’t start it nine
And if it ended at 1 that’d be fine
Test could take themselves
And when writing poems
You can make up words like trelvs
It is a place where all the worlds sorrow
Can be forgotten by tomorrow
In my dream your head rest on my chest
To your check my lips are pressed
The moonlight paints your face
And forever we stay in this place
But when your hand brushes through my hair
I realize this world in not fair
Because I must wake up
And our time will end
But in MY dream
You were never just my friend
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His life had boiled down to this one moment
Nerves shaking but could never show it
A lifetime of practice to get to this fall day
Always saying goodbye & never getting to stay
The half dirt covered plate at his feet
As thousands waiting to leave their seat
Years of not knowing if he could ever get here
He looks up and his mind never this clear
Cheers all around fade away
Today was his day
He has but a single task
The question yet to be asked
His stance he choose to switch
And from a knee here comes the pitch
She said yes
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Go to college they said
To get a real job they plead
Don’t worry about someday
Just get to work by Monday
So here I sit resume in hand
But I feel like I’m stuck in quick sand
What to do? Where to go?
How the hell am I supposed to know?
I have an education
But much to my agitation
It never taught me what to do
Sure I can solve a problem or two
And I am supposed to look at things like few
If I’m so smart?
Why don’t I know where to start?
What tomorrow has in store I am unsure
But my best friend just woke up on my floor
And I’m having the time of my life
Amidst all the struggle and strife
So screw getting older
I’m giving it the cold shoulder
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Never be afraid to swing on the big swings ...
Whenever your problems seem to big to face
Remember the playground was once too a big place
If you think your right make them prove you wrong
You won't always win but you'll come along
When dad talks always listen
Because one day you'll have a question and you'll miss him.
Friends will come and go
But true friends will steal the show
Let mean words never stick
And when it comes to band aids... Be quick
Mothers always have a cure
Even when your not sure
If you don't know if its right or wrong..
It's prolly somewhere you don't belong.
Stay as young as long as you can
And as of push pops... Always be a fan
These words I give to you
But if you only remember a few
Never be afraid to swing on the be swings
And always remember to chase your dreams.
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Love is not a science
Nor a story of self- reliance
It does not lay claim
To those who place blame
More than a perfect first date
Or what was once thought to be fate
Love is sadness in a mothers eyes
As far away her son flies
Dropping it all on a dime
For a friendship impossible to define
Love never looses sight
Of what it knows to be right
Impossible to ignore
Like waves crashing upon the shore
It surprises us all
Like a child's first steps from a crawl
It will break us down
But only then can it be found
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Chad Weeks Poem
There once was a boy who didn't know what he wanted to do when he grew up
The taller he grew
The more he wondered what to do
People would ask "what do you want to do, or who do you want to be?"
This little boy just never could see
He would think "which is most like me"
"I could fly planes?
Or build really big trains?"
"I could race fast cars,
ORR try and fly to Mars"
"I could be a detective and look through evidence,
or wear a tie and be like one of the presidents"
"Could go looking through the jungle for an unseen lizard,
or write a book about a famous wizard"
"I could drive a big bull dozer,
or learn to pitch and be a big league closer"
"I could become a big movie star,
or travel the world near and far"
The world got big as the little boy thought
There was one person who he was sure would know
Because this is where all little boys knowledge comes to grow
He found him in his work shop taking a break
The boy wondered what of his future he could make?
His dad learned all about the mislaid plans
"Not to worry" said the father as he took him in his hands
For you already have a job one that will someday make you a man
"What is that?
To stay a little boy as long as you can
Chad Weeks
You're a kid again
age: 3-5
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The engine roared as from it steam poured
Rain drops hissed as the black metal they kissed
All filed out as the suited man began to shout
One man stood alone
Nervous, but never checking his phone
A glance back he took,
Just one look
A glance at another life,
but you only get one
And here is where his begun
He repeated as he climbed aboard
The glance back seeming more absurd
But still was made
And these never fade
From the windows dark of night
Soon this town will be out of sight
His mind wonders away
Longing for the beginning of a new day
Long ago he paid his fee
But still able to see
To see a Sunday service
A little boys glance with a purpose
Shaking his head
As if to forget all that was said
As the suited man ask for his pass
The glance he can’t surpass
Memories crash his face
Like the icy rain covering this place
They are so clear
Shooting to the heart of his fear
As his body begins to steer
They are but a few
Such a boy in a church pew
-Years later
The apologized for kiss
As he prayed not to miss
The long goodbye
Where she began to cry
His car door he shuts
As on word he struts
A lifetime ago
A girl he came to know
From across the isle
He saw her smile
Stealing the first glance
But never taking a chance
Tonight it happened once again
He saw his dreams
But it wasn’t as it seems
It wasn’t a ticket to a new place
But sunlight gleaming off her face
It wasn’t a new town
But something he long ago found
So as the rain fell all around,
Her door he started to pound
Copyright © Chad Weeks | Year Posted 2014
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Frost covers the green sun hidden blades
As the winter ever so slowly fades
Starved of gentle warm spring air
Birds sing as if to show they’re still there
Forgotten the beauty in their song
They always leave but are never gone
Fresh from winters’ cold fist
Warmer waters bring a calm mist
Sun blossoms all around
In this awaken paradise I have found
Showing no matter how dark winters night
Or how much struggle in the fight
Warmer days will bring new light
Even when it seems out of sight
The world is seen through a whole new lens
And today is when a new day begins
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I want to do something great
To hit that one homerun
That sails into the October sun
Become the owner of my fate
I want to create my own world
Lost between each college ruled line
Found on a page I have yet to define
Filled with so much yet to be explored
I want to learn her name
And never loose the audacity
To search for love with unseen capacity
And our dreams to be the same
I want to never say goodbye
Feel a warm spring breeze
While looking at autumn trees
But mostly, To never say I didn’t try
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