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Premium Member Puppy Love Eyes

My first crush - Donny Osmond

Puppy Love Eyes

Never over, puppy love eyes;
Pudding melting has no lies.

Eyes stand up, beg for one thing;
Without pudding, could be no offspring.

Puppy Love belted out; I melt.
I grew up and true love knelt.

Premium Member Clerihe Barber

Samuel Osmond Barber
as a youngster made a stir
When he wrote an early overture
'School for Scandal' it ws so mature

The Death of Ken Osmond

He was Eddie Haskell on "Leave It To Beaver".
He starred as the best friend of Wally Cleaver.
When he starred as Eddie, his performances were sure to please.
Sadly, he died on May 18, 2020 from Peripheral Artery Disease.

When it came to acting, Ken Osmond was sure to excel.
He wasn't only an actor, he was a police officer as well.
It is nice to know that he helped to enforce the law.
When people saw him on television, they were in awe.

[Dedicated to Ken Osmond (1943-2020) who died on May 18, 2020]


The Inner Whisperer

The Inner Whisperer
By Herold Osmond !Owoseb

My words fail to express my joy
But the hope inside I now employ,
In your eyes I see endless wonder
And this journey has led me to ponder;
Now I cannot help but want to stay

Your elegance is beyond reproach,
So I cannot help but want to approach.
You embody purity full of grace,
Which I’m scared I might deface.
I cannot help it; I want you to stay.

Your presence heightens my senses
And so I fail to mention,
That the thought of you cripples all perplexity;
And my heart overflows with peace.
So I cannot help but want to say…

In God’s presence I am complete
But in you I find a love so unique

9 December 2017

Once Upon a Story

Once upon a story
By Herold Osmond Owoseb

Is it true that it is you? 
Is it true that we never knew?
My mind had forgotten but my heart has revived it
The feelings I have hidden, I now revisit 

Yesterday so clear today
Cute smiles I wish were mine to take
Yesterday it was but still it remains
A love I once felt; so strong again

Words left unsaid; thoughts I could not express
Is it worth containing while love is failing?
Reminiscing on a story, of love for the fairies
Once a friend I had hoped would be more

10 November 2015

Good and Bad Days

Good and bad days 
By Herold Osmond Owoseb

Good and bad days, come along and pass me by
Good and bad days, I wish would bring me peace
Good and bad days seem far away when you’re not near
Good and bad days, don’t mean a thing if you’re not here with me
Good and bad days, may always come along 
Good and bad days, will remind us to trust God more
Good and bad days, may keep us apart but
A good or bad day, I know will bring us back together again
May happiness follow us both, 
In good or bad days, no matter who we share them with

1 November 2015


I Speak of Love

I speak of love
By Herold Osmond Owoseb

I speak of love at sunrise 
I speak of love in the sunshine
I speak of love when the rain dries
I speak of love when the wind dies

I speak of love in the night time
I speak of love in the bright light 
I speak of love when the birds fly
I speak of love when my heart cries

I speak of love as the days come and pass me by
A love I find in laughter and splendour, 
All year round for those seen and unseen,
Who reflect it back to me
Each day I speak of the love I find around me

10 October 2015

Under the Camelthorn Tree

Under the Camelthorn tree 
By Herold Osmond Owoseb

Beneath the tree, lies thy heart
Beneath the tree lies the truth
Where strangers came to lay their head
Where creatures came to escape the heat
Beneath the tree, lies the key
The key that holds the peace
A peace that shows that we are free

I Call You Friend

I call you friend
By Herold Osmond Owoseb

I have walked for miles
I have seen the tiles
And felt the colours of the rainbow
I have seen your smile
For more than a while.
Have watched you grow and thrive;
Into the talented young woman you are today.
What else have I to say,
Other than that you have inspired me, 
To be the bests me I could ever be.
Moments have come and gone
And I wish for that special smile to brighten my day
I have a friend I can call a friend,
Even when life brings the distance. 
May you continue to blossom 
And ignite like a torch of hope for many to see

26 June 2015

With You

With you

With you feels like walking on air
It’s that feeling like I could skydive
And who! Else could ever compare
No one makes me feel so alive

With you, is this feeling of elevation
And something I’ve never before felt
And more true, this strong sensation
As I am now left totally blessed out

With you is where I now want to be
And no matter the time or space
If blue I’m filled with total ecstasy
You’re now making my heart race

With you, makes me feel good inside
Happiness has never tasted so sweet
Whenever us two are side by side
I could not feel more so complete







This sum up I think perfectly how you make me feel
Whenever I’m around you, I know this one I gave you before
This version however slightly updated
////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////
Part one of two I hope this speaks volumes
Could I say any more? love always David
################################################
Written by David Scott January (2014)
Dedicated to dawn Elena Louise Osmond

Beautiful Soul

Beautiful soul
BY HEROLD OSMOND OWOSEB

In your heart there is a river
That flows so calm and still
In your eyes there I see a light 
That shines like the sun

Beautiful soul beautiful soul
Wonderful light within thy eyes

I feel my heart raising as I gaze upon your eyes
Your eyes, your eyes filled with light 
Leads the way to your soul

Lovely

Lovely 
BY HEROLD OSMOND OWOSEB
Lovely, he is so lovely
Gentle, he is so gentle
He calls me beauty
He says I define the word beautiful

I love him
He says he loves me too
We are so happy
They say we are meant to be

Sometimes he hits me
But I guess it is my fault 
He says that I belong to him
Never will I have anyone else

I am trapped 
Nobody knows that he carries a gun
If you are reading this 
Than I must be dead

                                                                                                                        8 June 2013

Voices

Voices 
BY HEROLD OSMOND OWOSEB

Voices, many voices in my head
Choices, many choices in my hand
Crying, drying every tear arriving 
Trying, lying but many things colliding 
My mind so tired, 
Many tears of fire
Need some silence,
Lord please consume this

                                                                                                                               27April 2013

Prisoner

Prisoner
BY HEROLD OSMOND OWOSEB
I dare not say that I am innocent for I am not 
I have committed a crime
But my delinquency is contrary to felony
I have committed a crime of goodwill  

My transgression may not require the compensation of a custodial sentence 
But I deem it necessary to be jailed 
Furthermore, I implore thee to let me hang by the tree
For I find no a reason to walk any longer 

For too long I have carried the burden
Too long I have held on to this love
I have loved uncontrollably
My whole heart I have given unto thee

Though I am dubious of thy thoughts
I ponder on what to do
Locking the door is painful
But no longer can I wait, for a shooting star on a cloud-covered sky

                                                                                                     29 November 2011

To You

To you 
BY HEROLD OSMOND OWOSEB
To you, the star in my luminous night 
To you, the light in this dark stricken life
To you, the only glimpse of fulfilment 
To you, my peace in natures great storm
To you, the one who was and still remains 
To you, my Lord, father and friend

									     8 September 2014

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