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Ralph Palmer Iii Poem
THE FIRST TIME WE LOCKED EYES
LIFE TRUELY BEGAN
AFTER THE FIRST WORDS WERE SPOKEN
ETERNITY'S DOOR WAS UNLOCKED
THE FIRST DATE WAS THE APPITIZER
A SAMPLE OF IMPERFECT PERFECTION
THE FIRST KISS
MORE INTOXICATING THAN ANY DRUG KNOW TO MAN
THE FIRST TIME WE MADE LOVE
WE TOUCHED HEAVEN TOGETHER
THE FIRST "I LOVE YOU'S" SPOKEN
WERE HEAVENS WAY OF TOUCHING BACK
THE FIRST TIME I PROPOSED FOREVER
YOU SAID "YES"
OUR FIRST TIME AT THE ALTER TOGETHER
WE BECAME ON SINGLE HEART
THE FIRST TIME WE LOCKED EYES
THE MAGIC WAS OVERWEALMING
BUT, THE TRAFFIC LIGHT TURNED GREEN
AND I NEVER SAW YOU AGAIN
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Ralph Palmer Iii Poem
LITTLE REBECCA HAS WONDERING EYES
SHE SMILES AND WAVES TO A MAN IN A BLACK COAT
THE STRANGER RETURNS HER GESTURE
WHILE MOMMY AND DADDY WAGE NEW WAR WITH EACH OTHER
LITTLE REBECCA GETS A LITTLE OLDER
SHE SMILES AT A BOY ON A BLACK CORNER
HE STEALS HER INNOCENCE BEFORE RETURNING HER SMILE
SHE LIMPS HOME TO AN EMPTY HOUSE
LITTLE REBECCA YET GETS OLDER
SHE SMILES AS SHE WALKS INTO A LOCAL STRIP CLUB
OWNER AND PATRONS SMILE AT HER DEVELOPMENTS
PROPERTY SHE BECOMES, MOMMY AND DADDY ARE MILES AWAY
LITTLE REBECCA QUICKLY AGES
SHE SMILES AS A RANDOM JOHN HALTS HIS MERCEDES
HE SMILES AS SHE INHALES HIS COKE, THEN STRANGELS HER TO DEATH
MOMMY AND DADDY ARE REMINDED THEY HAD A DAUGHTER
LITTLE REBECCA IS DEAD
SHE'S NOT SMILING ANYMORE
NO ONE SMILES AT HER FUNERAL
DADDY REGRETS, MOMMY KILLED HERSELF THE NIGHT BEFORE
MEANWHILE......
LITTLE REBECCA AND THOSE WONDERING EYES
LOOKS AT THE MAN IN THE BLACK COAT AND SMILES AGAIN
HE GLANCES AT MOMMY AND DADDY IN THOUGHT, FAINTLY SMILES BACK
WISHING MOMMY AND DADDY WOULD TURN AND SMILE AT HER
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Ralph Palmer Iii Poem
PARTING WAYS WAS SUCH SWEET SORROW
AS LIFES LITTLE DRIFTER
I REMEMBER OUR LAST MEETING
AND HERE I AM AGAIN
SUCH A DIFFERENT CLIMATE
BUT THE ATMOSPHERE HAS THE SAME FEEL
I WALKED INTO REFLECTIONS OF THE BAST
TRUELY, IT HAS BEEN A LONG TIME
WALKING THE ISLES
THE FUNERAL AROSE
THE ALTER TRANSFORMED INTO THE CASKET
THE LIGHTS SLIGHTLY DIMMED
THE SERMON MORPHED INTO THAT EULOGY
THE ONE ACCOMPANIED WITH ADDITIONAL FINALITY
MORE FACES APPEARED
DAMN THIS PLACE
AS I TOOK A SEAT
SUNDAY SCHOOL FACES CAME FLOODING IN
EIGHTEEN YEARS REGRESSED
TIME TRAVEL WITHOUT MOVEMENT
ANOTHER BLINK OF MY EYE
THE DAYS INTERVENTION BEGINS
OR SO IT SEEMS
FOR I AM THE THINKER
MY EYES SCAN THE GATHERED MASS
AM I REALLY ALONE
DOES THIS TRANSLATE WORSHIP
OR A STRONG SEMINAR AT BEST
A YOUNG CHILD STARES AT ME OVER THE PEW
I SEE A LOST PART OF ME
THE PAST REVISITED
A LAMB INTRUIGED BY COLORFUL WONDER
THIS REUNION WAS MOST HELPFUL
BUT I MUST BE ON MY WAY
I RETURNED
TO BE REMINDED OF WHY I LEFT IN THE FIRST PLACE
Copyright © Ralph Palmer Iii | Year Posted 2009
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