Best Cyr Poems

Loyal and blind, I believed in you.
A mother, even though not of birth.
Trusting your love and caring true.
I grieve as dead, feeling no worth.

Mourning with...

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BUTTONS, BUTTONS
 
Buttons , buttons everywhere, I just love buttons.
What's this, please don't push, but why?
I walk in circles desperate for the reason.
Curiosity has me...

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This has been one of the hardest years of my life,
Many losses took me to a lonely empty place.
Losses within my net family and my...

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Seems so much is left unsaid,
Leaving regret and dread.
Hurt and betrayal leaves a mark.
Exposed wounds open and dark.

Too much time spent saying goodbyes,
Unfinished lines broken...

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loneliness
laying empty in chest
waiting for salvation from bleakness
to open this locked heart.

DOREEN CYR
OCTOBER 17,2010...

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BELIEVE ME, I WOULDN'T LIE TO YOU.
I love you baby and you are soo beautiful.
I am soooo in love with you, I'd never do you...

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The constant ache throbs through my being,
Pain dragging me down into despair and depression.
Knowing there is a solution but being made to wait.
Impatience at a...

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Been pondering a year strewn with loss and pain,
Illnesses and breakdowns seemed to have control.
But then little things looked over, thinking again,
The year has not...

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Leaving the restaurant, needs time alone. He spots a tree just outside the garden.
Too many people around, tired, frustrated, sitting to think. Damn!
Someone is coming...

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In dreams I return to a former time.
To a home long left behind,
To revisit the mountains beauty.

Bluffs covered with soft moss,
Woods where we often played.
Paths...

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Getting older, mortality is questioned.
Never knowing how long is left.
Has enough been done thats right?
Has everything tried been done to the best?

Doubts and regrets sometimes...

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Our world is our home, when will we care?
Greed and industry destroying the air.
Time is growing short, change is needed.
Our job was to protect and...

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So old the pages, fragile and worn,
Delicately I turn them, looking, wondering,
What was written on these pages before.
Some ones story, or just facts treasured.

Why did...

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A ghost train traveled through my dream last night.
That lonesome whistle brought chilling fright.
Warnings from death was it's constant endeavor.
Hearing mournful cries of souls, trapped...

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C-omposer's
Y-early
R-egards

W-onderfully
I-mplement
L-iterary
L-ines
W-ith
O-ne
R-ighteous
T-opic
H-aving

B-rought
O-ptimistic
N-ote
T-o
O-ccasion

Topic: Birthday of Bro. Cyr Willworth Bonto (May 02) 
Form: Vertical Monocrostic...

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