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Food for thought
Our hearts are linked by an umbilical-chord;
We feed each other, food for thought.
I lay down my jacket so you can walk upon it,
To save your painted toes from getting wet.
For unbelievable beauty do I see in you my Queen;
I think your daughter sees the Devil in my beard.
I need you to fall in love at third sight,
I’ve only met you twice in this phoenix afterlife.
For as relationships die, new relationships are sought;
My aphrodisiac, you give me food for thought.
For I am lost in lust, just begging for your touch;
So soft upon this metaphor love.
Her I could love with ease, my Liege.
For in her desires I see me.
No I am not being arrogant;
I am simply saying she is Heaven sent.
After a life time of Hell, I now see my past,
Present and future tense.
She is relaxing in a bath, as I go to see if the dinner is ready yet.
The kids are asleep, or watching T.V.,
As my empathetic angel, sings so succinctly.
A song of love, inspired by me,
She tells me later as our family eats.
My love you give me food for thought.
My love for you is eternal. Please become my woman, my girl.
Your parents will always see you as their daughter, (alas)
No matter what happens, they will love you forever.
But I will always see you as a woman first and foremost
And this eternal bond between us should never be severed.
You need a Man to remind you who you are.
You shining star, you are truly inspirational.
You may feel that you are solely a Mothercare;
But I am here to show you, that you are so much more.
You are the sexiest woman on the planet,
I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again.
You my dear are simply J-Lo speaking Spanish;
If my tears are your nourishment, then let it rain.
(C)2011 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
He walked up to his mother to say his final goodbye;
There wasn’t an eye in church that at that moment was dry.
He turned and looked at his father for a reassuring glance,
Then reached his hand deeply into the pockets of his pants.
He pulled out the little white tooth he lost the day before,
And gently placed it upon the pretty blue dress that she wore.
“I was going to give this to the Tooth Fairy, but thought you might want it instead,
To remember the boy who loves you and once had it in his head
You can keep it with you always, while living up there in heaven
I have plenty of others left to loose, I think I counted eleven.
And Mommy, I will always remember, how you helped me wiggle it free,
And how even when you didn’t feel too well, you always had a hug for me.
And I will take care of Daddy, just like you asked me to
And he said that he will always make sure that we both remember you.”
He turned back toward his father, with tears running down his face,
And quickly rushed up to that man for a comforting embrace.
“You did great little Buddy, now Mommy can get some rest
With a God who will take care of her, in the place she loves the best.
And she will keep your tooth with her and hold on to it real tight
And tell the tooth fairy to leave you a dollar under your pillow tonight.”
I know that story very well, because I am that boy you see,
And have held on to that silver dollar dated nineteen sixty-three.
But now that once again I stand before an open casket,
I am putting this symbol of love in the pocket of my father’s jacket.
“Tell Mother that you were good to me and we never did forget her.”
Finally, after all these years, the tooth and dollar are back together.