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Hate to let you go
Our life till now has been
high drama in a show
We both have given up on
trying to make things right,
all we do is fight,
stuck in a hopeless plight
I wish you wouldn’t go
But wishful thinking’s
not enough to make it so
Now it’s time to say
goodbye and part our ways,
look for better days,
but first I need to say …
I hate to let you go
Before we say goodbye
there’s one thing
you should know
I always will remember
everything we had,
the good times and the bad,
the happy and the sad …
Hate to let you go
Our lives in shambles but
our memories still flow
We tried to mend the rift but
nothing ever works,
our smiles turned into smirks,
we both can be such jerks
I wish you wouldn’t go
but wishful thinking’s
not enough to make it so
Now it’s time to say
goodbye and part our ways,
look for better days,
but first I need to say …
I hate to let you go
Before we say goodbye
there’s one thing
you should know
I always will remember
everything we had,
the good times and the bad,
the happy and the sad
Hate to let you go …
It only seems like yesterday
That i met this beautiful lady
Up there
In that city
Between the dessert and the sea
She'd given up
On thoughts of love
Busy providing
For the one's she loved
On that broken heart
Between the
Dessert and the sea
It only seems like yesterday
That i held
That broken heart
Between
Clean sheets and heaven
I set about mending that heart
With my love and all my loving
In that city
Between
The dessert and the sea
It only seems like yesterday
They came and stole her away
As Kinsman do
They locked her away
In a black dress an apron
As the one's she loved
Couldn't bear the thought
She may love
And be loved more
By this stranger
By the door
Who else
But her love
Will provide for us
And look after our kids
In this city between
The dessert and the sea
It only seems like yesterday
That love was born
And love was buried
That Txt's were send
And left unanswered
In that city
Between the dessert
And the sea
We both say that it's nothing
Knowing it's everything
There's a lot to think about it
And we're denying our dreams
And I'm not asking for you to go first
But what's to fear besides love
What's to Fear Besides love
What's to Fear Besides love
It's not like we first met
Just a few years ago
We've been holding on to something
That each of us knows
Means much more than just a simple fantasy
What's to Fear Besides love
What's to Fear Besides love
What's to Fear Besides love
It's like we're stuck back in highschool
Just two kids passing notes
But kids don't carry feelings
That seem to never let go
So if tomorrow you decide that you want me
What's there to Fear Besides love
What's to Fear Besides love
What's to Fear Besides love
As we're getting older
Through different eyes we see
Even a blind man could tell us
That we were meant to be
So if I told you that im longing for your touch
Would you take a chance on me
What's to Fear Besides love
What is missed is given up
I can't stand the thought of not knowing
The feeling of your love
So I ask you with hopes that you agree
What's to Fear Besides love
What's to Fear Besides love
What's to Fear Besides love
Yes I long to feel your touch.....
What's to Fear Besides love.....
my life it took a turn
some one was talking
each week when shopping
i got a cancer scare
never said nothing
80 per cent chance
thank god
who cured me
my mother refused to leave my side
she knew with this looming
i just did not care
my fiance dumped me
whilst i was going to hospital
my mother knew this
i had given up in life
god knows i tried so hard
now i felt completely worthless
all i ever did was love someone
her knowing what i was going through
done it like this
it was like i was stabbed in the pain
within the head i dropped to my knees
and roared to the heavens why do this to me
all i ever done was love someone
i gave my everything
helped you rear your kids
you gave me one cruel end
thats another story
i have written about
she had an affair with her boss
forgot about everyone
but her self
not ever talking thats how it ended for me
she kept asking me down to talk
each time she lied
caught out as her brother phoned
saying his sister my partner is having an affair
even the kids knew about before me
i lost everything
now i stand at the crossroads
i will write the story
of the beautiful angel who helped me out
her heart it touched me
but sorry with love i was in hell
didn't want to burden anyone
as the shoulders were laden so heavy
with internal pain in betrayal
not wishing it on anyone
this beautiful angel was a young girl
half my age said to me once
in the time in question my head all over the place
tortured deep within love confused what did i do wrong
she came walking up to me smiling
i was smiling back as i was pleased to see her
she put her lips to mines
saying that she loved me
to be continued in angel two
From infants, to the tender age of adolescence ,
our parents taught us to walk on the path of success,
a single road with multiple diversions.
All we heard were people reaching zenith and achieving glory.
But the child on the road was unaware as the little facts were untold.
The road ,narrow and crowded ,diverged into a dark path dark and scary, often misleading, it was called ' failure".
No one told the little one what this path would cost , it was a path not a dead end , it was to be crossed.
The child could not find his way across, the adrenaline kicked in and depression covered his thoughts.
He wondered why was he not told about failure , why people who joined him on the journey were now no where around, silence and loneliness was all that surrounds.
He could not bear all this , and slowly he ended up in the act of reminiscence .
He had given up hope , breath slowed and the heart was now in asystole .
Breathed his last but the message was delivered , strong and loud.
Teach about failure or else one day your child will end up on the same path.
No doubt there are some folks who will scoff at the concept I propose,
But I think God chose courageous leaders when times of adversity arose.
He's done a pretty good job of selecting people who acted with determination,
To bring triumph out of chaos leading others to their ultimate salvation!
He selected Moses to lead His people out of bondage to the Promised Land.
Through many trials and tribulations they reached freedom under his command!
He chose a Babe to lead His Kingdom here on earth for the redemption of man.
Though He was rejected and was to die on The Cross, He rose to rule again!
Washington was named to break the bonds of tyranny that bound this nation.
He faced formidable obstacles - lesser men would have given up in frustration!
God wisely chose Lincoln who led a broken nation with wisdom and resolve.
Though facing untold challenges he persevered that a united nation might evolve!
That mighty oak, Roosevelt, led the nation to victory during World War Two.
God named him the leader and gave him the strength to see the battle through!
Surely God chose Martin Luther King to deliver his message of reconciliation,
To strive for the integration of all races and religions of this great nation!
Senor Luis Urzua, the hero of the Chilean mine disaster and highly respected boss,
With superb leadership reunited 33 miners with their families without a single loss!
To list all great leaders who by God's grace have emerged down through the ages,
Is certainly beyond my meager abilities but would fill tomes and tomes of pages!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
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Mary was from Tipperary
She was an Irish Coleen
She dreamt of wealth and riches
While keeping the house clean
She was a housemaid,
She worked for an old man
She despised her job
And life was not going to plan
Mary had a room in the local pub.
It took most of her wages
Leaving not too much for grub,
The little she ate came out of a tin.
Which made Mary very worn and thin
She was envious of the girls she saw in the streets.
They looked happy as they waited,
For the boys, they planned to meet.
She had never had a boyfriend,
And never thought she might
What boy would want to walk out
With a girl that looked a sight.
She kept herself clean,
And as tidy as she could
But never in her wildest dreams
Did she ever think she would
Meet a boy who liked her
Or wanted to know her name
She had given up
On this selfish love game.
Until one day walking home
After what seemed a very long day
Mary's life would change
Fate had come into play.
As she walked, a young man passed by
Said "Hello Mary" and winked his eye.
How do you know my name? I do not know you.
Mary was embarrassed and did not know what to do.
I see you every day, said this pleasant young man.
Finding out your name was part of my plan,
I asked your employer if he could give it to me
He is my grandfather and gave it willingly.
Seamus is my name,
And I would like to take this chance
To ask if I can escort you to the local dance
Do not worry if you have no dance dress to wear,
My Uncle will buy all you need to wear there,
When I asked him for your name.
He was more than impressed,
He said that he would make sure you had a beautiful dress.
Mary felt happier than she had ever done before
With Seamus beside her, how could she want for more?
How did she know when she met the older man?
That man was the instrument that started her life plan.
I never wanted there to be pain for either of us, I only wanted happiness for the rest of our days, but I understand why we couldn’t be together then, I just had so much more to say
I wanted to love you for the rest of your life and give you all of me, but time just wasn’t on our side and sadly that was the way that it had to be
I wished you happiness even though it couldn’t be with me, and I truly hope that you have found it and there is no more misery
You deserve everything that you want in this life and more, I hope that you know what a beautiful person that you are, the one that you showed me before
You changed me, and I hope that I changed you as well, you were the best thing that ever came my way, and a secret that I could never tell
I want you to know I still think of you, not a day goes by that you’re not there, and although we’re not together now, for you I will always care
No one has ever touched me so deeply in the way that you did back then, you turned my world around, but at the same time you made it spin
So, I just wanted you to know the truth after all these years, that you were the one who healed me and showed me love, and took away my tears
You gave me happiness, something that I had all but given up on having in my life, and remembering you breaks my heart a little still, but I love knowing that you’re the reason why.
Before I go to bed at night,
I slather on my face
Some creamy goop that promises
My wrinkles will erase.
Of course it doesn’t work, or else
We’d all look twenty-one.
There’s no way to remove those lines
Once aging has begun.
And yet those products sell like mad
‘Cause every woman’s dream
Is that she can look younger
With a little nightly cream.
I’m way too scared for surgery
And not quite Botox-vain,
So even with my bedtime rite
My creases all remain.
You’d think I would have given up
Since brains I do possess,
But maybe there’s the slightest chance
Those crinkles will loom less.
So I surrender to the hype
Although I know the truth –
No salve or lotion can restore
That lovely skin of youth.
My cherished tomcat went missing
I sat at home in floods of tears
He’d been my devoted companion
I’d had him for so many long years
So I put up some missing cat posters
Around the village and in the papers
Has anyone seen my lost pussy…
I was shocked to learn of his capers!
My tomcat was known to be randy
Some weeks he would not return
He was seen with that queen named Sandy
Her advances my Tom would not spurn
I got phone calls from various places
To say Tom had been living with them
He had his paws firmly under the table
Grr he’s like so many unfaithful men
My Tom had a string of cat lovers
Or are they merely a lover of cats
Cos he loves to have his tummy tickled
He had boltholes in houses and flats
I discovered that he was a father
Many kittens had my pussy sired
with Topsy and Fluffy and Tiddles
Oh my pussy these kitties desired
I’ve given up hope of my Tom returning
and I’ve got rid of his blue feeding dish
He’s unfaithful and he no longer loves me
but you’re welcome to feed him some fish
If by chance my Tom deems to pay me a visit
By scouring high fences and walls
He’s off to the vet’s in a cat carrier case
Cos he’s going to be losing his balls!
Inspired by the title of the ‘Missing Tom’ Blog by Becca Teagan
07-25-17