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We’re at the beach where seagulls soar.
All nature and sun’s warmth bring bliss.
I hear soft waves that lap the shore.
Sweet music to my ears is...

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WHEN WOULD YOU ALL TAKE MY SAY

In traditional modern home I’m a daughter
I’m told what I should do, what I should wear
I haven’t grown up...

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WIDOWMAN

He missed the warmth,in her arms
He missed all her feminine charms

He missed the softness of her kiss
He missed contented married bliss

He missed fulfilment in love's...

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On a winter or fall’s eve, dark and deep,
snuggled in my bed, I’ll be fast asleep,
but online (if Sandman acts unkindly);
there is where most likely...

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Oh, the age of innocent play,
And to the park we went each day;
The park at the end of our street,
We would play like we were...

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When I was young and in my prime
I was just an ugly duckling.
I'd stay at home and spend my time
With poetry and my sewing.

Hours were...

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Her tired old eyes lit up bright.
A thankful tear, she could not hide.
A sweet aroma fills her nose;
because he gave a single rose.

Confined to this...

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Hurricane’s torrent forced the river to rise high
Bursting dam left catfish laying on rocks now dry
Writhing and gasping for breath in arid air warm
Lord, bless...

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When your world makes 
my soul worry
and you would not say I'm 
sorry
it is a sign this date will 
die... 
I will be glad to...

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The arms of Christ are ever 
open-wide,
calling us to run to His 
bleeding side,
away from worldly woes 
and tide.
...come oh sinner, be my 
beautiful bride.

The...

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Abandoned in the fifties after the war
A freight elevator stuck between floors
Obsolete machinery, splintered old chairs
In a warehouse in Newark, New Jersey somewhere

Dead air presses...

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The Festival of Lights, Chanukah has arrived
a hopeful time of praise each year revived. 
The Menorah lit, each home becomes a church.
Blessed are You, L-rd...

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Sleigh bells ring, do finish shopping, the countdown is on, 
Be kind enough to spare your precious hours two or more 
Being Indians, we’re quite...

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furnishings make the house-
possessions make it home
possessions make the house-
family makes it home
family makes the house-
a child makes it home
children make the house-
devotion makes it...

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I am Old Glory, a land of the golden west
I lie between the Atlantic blue, and a vast Pacific crest
Where freedom of speech and liberty...

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Food in a rag opens to the night air
ireland's kind store aswage and to bear
The people are anxious and families wait
deliver your stories your knowledge...

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Our home, this earth, we did not own
but, still we would not flee.
The White man came and brought us death.
O God, Be merciful to we.

We...

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He came up to play at first base.
He proved to be in the right place.
The Phillies offense is powered.
We thank God for Ryan Howard.

Last season’s...

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We shuffled towards the open grave;
Our hearts were wrenched; we were not brave;
She would not speak from new-dug loam
‘Welcome to my holiday home’.

With memories of...

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My nose is getting red like Santa’s perhaps I’ll grow a beard
Welcome to my holiday home at this special time of year
I’ve hidden all the...

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