Long Cheerier Poems

Mixed Marriage
By Rick Rucker

The sky seems somewhat bluer now,
The birds seem a little cheerier, somehow,

The grass looks a darker green, 
More so than I have ever seen,

My disposition seems to be more pacific,
As to why,...

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I'm just a soul whose intentions are good 
Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood 
 
I work up today, with a dark cloud hanging low over my head 
No smile in sight ...

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Why is the sky blue? Asked Jimmy 
Fantastic question!
Why indeed?
Why did The Creator
Whether God or Science or a Scientific God 
Choose blue
Instead of forest green, pale yellow, or maroon?
Is it because the day seems cheerier
The...

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There's a chill in the air and the aroma of burning leaves abounds.
The bugling of lovelorn elk is one of autumn's quainter sounds.
Trees that provided summer shade with jade-hued leaves, now shed,
Have assumed beautiful robes...

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Shove the lights up and reach high,
Forget about the bird, in the freezer:
Throw in the Celebrations, em, my,
Wrap ‘em all up until they’re cheerier.

Fight with the sim partner on money,
More is blessed when you’re tall,
Buy...

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It's the first day of the rest of my life

I'm feeling reborn

Filled with great anticipation

Wondering what exciting things

Lie just ahead

It seems it's all up to us

We're the ones steering my ship

If things don't turn out...

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It's the first day of the rest of my life
I'm feeling reborn
Filled with great anticipation
Wondering what exciting things
Lie just ahead
It seems it's all up to us
We're the ones steering the ship
If things don't turn out...

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It's the first day of the rest of my life
I'm feeling reborn
Filled with great anticipation
Wondering what exciting things
Lie just ahead
It seems it's all up to us
We're the ones steering the ship
If things don't turn out...

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Visions swim in my mind that I wish I could not see.  I fear to drown in the rush of their rapids, lapping at my face. Each tear I cry leaves a trace of...

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Rustle the leaves on the golden lawn.
Silently blowing from the dawn
Comes a breeze; its gentle song
Harkens the scarlet leaves along:
"Winter is coming, winter is coming,"
Quietly whispers the cold wind running:
"Go to sleep, go to sleep."

Barren...

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Good Morning My Internet Friends

I hope this hello find you all cheerier
On this Thursday morn,

I hope the sun warm your day and
Makes it a lot brighter,

This greeting may seem small but
It’s especially meant for you

In...

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