Best Should Know Better Poems

Squirrels Know Better
Written By Brett Somers 
On 3-17-16

Does a squirrel know it made a mess?
Does it worry its scurry
Is second best?
Ravishing nuts
Discarding shells
Leaves flying
Amongst dust feather tails
When it bolts up a tree
Does it complain about 
Its ADD?
Or feel remiss 
Of the breaking branch
On which it...

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Every daughter who turns forty
Should get one of these
A poem from her father
Saying what he sees

A home you're building
That's warm, safe and kind
What we'd all expect 
And hope to find

So proud are we of your character,
Intellect and what you are
Your heart and skills as dancer,
Wife,...

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We All know Better
By Curtis Johnson

Your smiling face will often disguise the rapid and tedious race;
But I know better
Your sweet and pleasant demeanor sometimes displays God’s grace;
But not always, because at times it leaves a revealing trace.
Others may discern or detect things you cannot hide...

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They bring another bowl full of creamy stodge. 
Your mouth is half open -
not shocked
but limp. 
Falling to one side. 
They heap the spoon and dump
it inside your mouth. 
Even though the nurse has said to stop feeding, 
that the stodge 
is falling into your...

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Now that I think about it...
WHY?
Why did I trust him?
Why did I give-in?
Only to end up feeling sorry for myself
I trusted him with most of my heart
WHY? I know not!
He lied.
Cheated my feelings.
He even told me he loved me!
I didn't believe it and for that...

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"Is this the gate of Heaven?" asked Mary.
"Silly" said Anne, it's only the gate of the park."
As they walked down the glade Mary enquired:
"Who lives in the trees over there?
Look. they're waving at us."
"It's nobody," said Anne, "just the shades
dancing over the grass under the...

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we know better

Transfixed  
a moth to flame.
reports over and over
wring dry the news
hear her snicker echo low.

we are not 
in control. we are 
feathers in a blender 
learn; do not snap fingers 
under mother nature’s nose....

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Arhinio the Highland Hussy, is a story about a tribe of woman who were
exiled from the Tribe of Tithious in the land of Srimadd, in the land of 
Edenusfarr. They worshiped the Evil Goddess Unsharer, who forbade the women to marry men. Yet they could...

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People have a tendency to think
they always know what is best
giving their opinion to everyone
putting their point over all the rest

Equality is never even considered
they don't think anyone knows better
but everyone has an opinion
small and great none is their debtor

Everyone has known many a experience
so...

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I didn't know if I was blessing blessed being lesser or cursed, (Yes I did)
Or was I overwhelmed in my mess or ( I was being elated)
With the power of the Father
I was being overjoyed in with my tears
So I started calling on Him (JESUS-...

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I waited about six minutes but the person who was
going to show me did not come back fast enough
so I did it myself.

impatience is my first, middle and last name,
and often points out my laziness and swiftness
to depend on someone else to read the instructions.

I...

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your not my dad
you only think you are
my dad isn't like you
my dad would take up for me
no matter the situation
my dad is my hero
the one i admire
the one i look up to
my dad doesn't lie nor steal from me
only honest and open  with...

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Every time the darkness reminds me of you,
Of those mysterious evenings,
When, walking down the narrow street,
I was listening to our favorite song
Speaking of what you had saved me from,
Again and again. Still walking alone
I knew you were there, waiting for me
By the fork of the...

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I’m not how
You recall anymore
But your voice is sweet
I don’t know how but now I know better...

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