Replaces Poems - Poems about Replaces

Bluebonnet Margarine Blonde girl with pigtails In a blue checked gingham blouse And a white pinafore Showing us how GREAT It tastes. And it does spread easier Than butter. For Sure! We are innocent Easily led. Still believing in people’s good. We switch over easily. Finally forgetting What real butter used to taste like. I had some the other day. Wow! Suddenly reawakened And refreshed! Despising the pigtail girl. Uh-oh. I just looked...

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K-iss the rain goodbye, R-ise of the beacon has begun; I-t's a beautiful Monday, S-unday night turns into a new sun. T-wilight turns into dawn, E-vening shadows fade away; L-et nineteenth December brighten the dark and gray. E-arly morning light C-omforts your fainted heart; L-et the rays above the horizon E-rase the night for a fresh start. V-iew in the...

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N-ight chill is about over, O-ne beacon warms the cold wind; R-ise of the sun will begin, I-nclement weather will E-nd. N-ew dawn leaves the dusk O-n twelfth November light; N-ever let your life be dark, A-s the day replaces the N-ight....

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D-ay replaces the night, I-t breaks after twilight time; A-n early morn has broken, N-ew dawn is so sublime. N-ight is replaced by day, E-vening is nowhere in view; J-ust see the sunrise, O-ne beacon shines for Y-ou. M-ay twentieth Saturday I-s setting things aright; L-et both your eyes behold, A-nother day replaces the N-ight....

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You speak to me, I don’t hear a word, Still, I know that you’re down, you’re sad. I can tell by the curious look on your face, That you’d rather stay with me and be glad. Then that moment you stop, turn slowly, and walk, Head down, you walk through the door. And I sit and ponder and think and care, Alone,...

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A storm is brewing, clouds are scattered by the harshest wind, but they flee Eastward to meet the surly, purple sunset; dark is rapidly growing subduing everything, even seagulls are worried about the safety of their tiny chicks huddled in the nest. When gloominess replaces sunshine, the evening is a looming shadow vanishing into the woods resounding with the frightening howls of wolves and...

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her face was empty she was empty he was nothing they were empty empty was their love nothing were their souls nothing would take it all away empty it all away and find nothing there but what is yours His voice was nothing her hands were empty they were When empty replaces nothing when something is an item ort a feeling when nothiong becomes something when empty is fulfilled you will...

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