Goodbye Baptism Poems

Each year when Christmas waves goodbye,
We say never again will we buy into it,
Yet each year we hope this Christmas will be the one,
That the...

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(Wems Henry Temmy  Psalm 84)

Slow commercial car drivers are best picks
How passengers want haste bring conflicts

Slow cement-sand mixers are amazing
Other than impatient fast mixers...

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Typically

When you first detach your legs from your waist
And plant them feet first
From the dock ladder into Torch Lake
There is a baptism scream back to...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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It is happening in every nation,
People are dusting of their imagination,
While world leaders look on in consternation, 
At the number of minds coming out of...

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Chinks of light filter
thru pitchblack emotional prison
vestigial shadow figure hunkers,
an atrophied, mortified, petrified old man
implacable self destructive nemesis
birthed in league pitiful human shambles,

his abysmally forlorn...

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Life is a beauty
From the day a baby starts
Everyone who knows about them 
Keeps them in their hearts
And when a baby’s born
There are tears of...

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My Grandmother's Love

She is gone from my life
 Oh, how I miss her; it is true
 Her loving face still stays with me
 As if...

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POEM 4 GOODBYE MY LOVE 



GOODBYE MY LOVE YOU HERE NOW YOU IS GONE.. 

GOODBYE MY LOVE WE HAD SO MUCH HAPPINESS TOGETHER. 

GOODBYE MY...

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'Twas sadly the end is near
Slowly you wipe away my tear
You whispered calmly to me," It'll be alright dear"
I lay down as I start to...

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It's hard to think
this has happened
and I can't believe he is gone
But I know one thing for certain
my dad has made it home
he's gone where...

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I go where love is the key
I go where only hope seize
Let me go to the eternity
Where I will see splendid beauty
The beauty of stars...

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Surfing her parks hanging out at the johns
Playbook play writes recipricated his southside
Invasion rock their dock in red rag love make-up wardrobe ?
We knew of...

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For four months summer was a delight,
now gloomy thoughts repel its joy...
seeing the tiny sparrows on flight
and the teary sad face of little Roy.


" Summer,...

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You send bolts through my skin 
something I was never to 
accomplish with you, when I 
saw you it's like my heart sank 
to my...

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