Short Sad Thank Poems

For Marty.

When the time comes for us to part,
do me a favour and remember me,
cause I'll regress to the start,
and you can come back to help me be free....

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my
dear friend
today I
received letter
from your mom and dad
stated that killed while serving
seems like only yesterday
were cruising on our 4 wheelers
I shall honor thy name displaying
flag and medal of valor on mantel






Tribute To Dear Friends
And To Our Troops...

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My mailbox is empty,since you went away
            I wrapped all your letters and i put them away
            I tied them with a ribbon of blue
            Each time i look at them i remember you
            Thank You, for being my dear friend
             Someday we will meet in Heaven again...

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I talk too you
          Walk too
So much more than a shadow
    I have yet to shed a tear
    But tears come shallow
         Pray for me
        Prayers for you
Everyday I am less than what I'm compared too
            It's you 
      Kneeling with me
  When I pray before my bed
Dear Granny keep me safe as i lay my head...

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A father is someone that 
holds your hand at the fair
makes sure you do what your mother says
holds back your hair when you are sick
brushes that hair when it is tangled because mother is too busy
lets you eat ice cream for breakfast 
but only when mother is away
he walks you down the aisle
and tells you everythings gonna be ok...

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You can’t cry, 
I may not be there, 
But it’s not goodbye.
I know you care, 
And so do I.
But the time has come, 
For me to take to the sky; 
To see what I can do, 
In this world on my own.
But the place where you and Dad lie
Will forever be my true home.
Try not to worry too much, 
I’ll do my best to make you proud, 
And all I can say is: 
I don’t plan to be just another face in the crowd....

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Let us never forget
Those who have been lost
The ones who once protected us
And paid the ultimate cost

They are the fallen heroes
From wars of the past
Some pictures have faded
But the memories still last

Keep them in your thoughts
Never forget what they've paid
To give us the freedom
We enjoy every day

They are the fallen heroes
Remember what they've done
Thank them each morning
With the rising sun...

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you birth me in this world for a reason
             you went through the pain
      you struggled through life
                you yelled and screamed pushed and cussed
       you scrapped up money 
             when you needed it.

you stood beside me for a reason
             so when i cry you catch my tears
        when i fall you pick me up
             when i need a hand to hold
                 youes is there...

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Remember the Brave,
Who fought for life.
Maybe for a county,
Maybe for their rights.

Remember the Brave,
Who fought to exist.
Maybe against Cancer,
Maybe against Death’s final kiss.

Remember the Brave,
Who fought to be here.
Maybe fighting a war,
Maybe, but we shed a tear.

Remember the Brave,
Who fought and tried.
Maybe for what they believed in,
Maybe for life.
But remember the Brave, for they died...

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As I watched the children out playing,
I kept hearing a soft little voice;
It seemed to be saying, again and again,
You really had no other choice.

Remembering times when bruises were new,
Those seen as well as unseen;
though I'd hidden the truth from everyone else,
you saw through the lie, so it seems.

You knew the pain I was feeling,
Though you'd never been there yourself;
you saw I was hurting and lonely,
so why couldn't anyone else....

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A criminal mind is a critical accusation
A jared passion is an amintined arguement
A mad-man is a crutial saddness
A blind man is unseen pain
A def man is a unheared voice
A cripppled man is angery in full of selfishness
A plauged man is selfless sufferee and greedy
A  guilty man is shamed in driven
An innocent man is envius in lost
A darkman is suculante in mercy
A light man is devius in his ways
The moon has no equal
The sun has no rights...

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Wedged in the waves of suede, sinking;
Wearing your trademark beige; weathered with stains.
Strands of cotton shimmer on the scalp and
Scratch at the eyes. This is the massacre of age.

I can smell the piss. It rubs against me
In a wall of warmth when I kneel to the floor
To push on your slippers, fighting the moon-like
Grin of your yellow claws.

For a moment, on a knife’s edge
Your eyes and mine connect. The juices
Glitter with memories, and my love,
My flesh my blood....

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Unchosen paths,
yet for us to follow,
give us hope
to change our course of sorrow.

Fear of death,
or fear of living,
Either, or
Neither, nor
In any case, unforgiving.

Our Broken Dreams,
Our trail of friends,
Our forgotten fathers,
shape our pain.

But, future twists
and childrens' laughter,
no doubt,
like water,
will lift us once again.

Smile Jenny, Smile.
You know, you have that way
of touching someone,
at any time of any day,
and never knowing it all the while....

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