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Rhonda Smith Poem
See if you can guess where I am from
Add all the clues up and total your sum
Here there are many trees and lush, green grass
Honeysuckles, crepe myrtle, and summers that last and last
The chirping of birds may wake you and crickets will sing you a lullaby
Old houses creak and settle and lazy days go by
Youngins' have the privilege of piggy back rides
And Yankee dimes are given far and wide
Work here can be hard and pay is cheap
But when night falls, you'll have peaceful sleep
The neighbors know everything about you
They may be a little nosy, but they love you too
They will watch out for you
Because it's just what they do
The food here is heavenly
And...not everything is fried
And despite what Oprah says
We are not all wide
She came from here, by the way
Elvis did too
Others include: Charley Pride, Jimmie Rodgers, and Jerry Rice
Just to name a few...
Where am I from??
Copyright © Rhonda Smith | Year Posted 2008
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Rhonda Smith Poem
He bent to pick up the gun that had fallen to the ground
Wiped the sweat out of his eyes and carefully looked around
Although, he knew this may be the end
Tomorrow might not come
He prayed a silent prayer
There was still work to be done
He doesn't enjoy this
But, knows no other way
To protect his people
From the ones who lie in wait
To kill the innocent
They never think twice
Blinded by hate
Hearts colder than ice
He remembers the towers
How they fell that day
The heartbroken families
The hurt that won't go away
And, though he is afraid
He wants to do right
So, he picks up his gun
And walks into the night
Personally, you'll never know him
But, he's a father, a husband, a brother, a son
With family that will always miss him
Because, he had the courage not to run
Dedicated to all the brave men and women that are fighting for our
country......Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his
friends.
John 15:13
Copyright © Rhonda Smith | Year Posted 2008
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Rhonda Smith Poem
I looked at the world today through your eyes
What I saw, was that you are not wise
You are afraid of love, you choose to run and hide
There is no one in whom you can truly confide
You shut down when things get deep
You run on automatic until at night, when you fall to sleep
Then the dreams in your head, cause you to awaken to weep
And you wonder what in the end will you reap
In the break of the morning, on goes your disguise
To cover up the hurt that you hide deep inside
"This is all there can be to life",you have surmised
This is why I say that you are not wise.
I wish you could see that real love does exist
But you choose to believe that it is just a myth
And so you continue to resist
Even when you are in love's midst
Copyright © Rhonda Smith | Year Posted 2008
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