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Best Poems Written by Jeannifer Pugh

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Dilemma

From the time I can remember, it has been important to me
That everyone I meet would like what they see.
As time has gone on - - reality I have learned
And somehow some of the tides have turned.

I believe we are all here to learn or not
And sometimes in that process I can get caught
Being the one that is left on the outside
When another has an issue and chooses to hide.

My natural instinct is to reach out
And give you the love you need, no doubt.
I keep finding myself being shoved away
And realize you have to find your own way.

Sometimes it is so easy to see for others
And at times that would definitely be my druthers
Then I would be playing a part greater than myself
And your learning and growing would be on a shelf.

As much as I love and want to fix
Your journey and path I cannot nix.
As much as I want to be a friend
Right now it is not possible, so my love I send.

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Self-Worth

What is it that stifles so many we see
From becoming all they could possibly be?
Knowledge is something they don’t seem to lack.
In problem solving, they seem to possess a knack.

It is not because they are afraid or hard work
A challenge - - impossible - - they will just smirk.
So what’s it about that holds them down
And causes them to wear a terrible frown.

Could it be they question their own self-worth?
Inside they fall short to join in mirth.
Perplexity is a mode they know all too well
Falling short must be a living hell.

Self-worth is not measured by what we know
It is the willingness to accept who we are as we go.
Does that mean we will always do what is right
Or that others will approve, as we come into sight?

That is not what matters from what I have seen.
To ask, “what I have learned” – “was I intentionally mean”?
We are her to learn lessons and in that mistakes.
With so many we touch, we will create wakes.

Perfection is a long and endless road
Those who try, carry a heavy load.
To totally accept and love inside
You will feel welling up peace and pride.

Our worth was established the day we were born
To see his children struggle, must cause God to mourn.
We are born with a soul and therefore the same
The challenge is to steer clear of the human game.

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Minutes Like Hours

You walk into the store
And stride down the aisle.
You pick me up and
Try to look casual while
You carry me down
To the checkout line.
Pull out your wallet,
You soon will be mine.
Your friends are observing
Every move that you make.
The clerk asks for ID –
You give him a fake.
You quickly walk down
To the front of the store.
You hop in the car
And drive away from the shop.
Then you shut off the ignition,
And pop off my top.
You take a few drinks
And pass me around.
That’s when you decide
To take a drive around town.
You turn on your car
And put your foot on the clutch.
I’m sober, you think,
I didn’t have very much.
You pull onto the road
With me by your side,
Taking occasional sips
As you enjoy the ride.
Then the brakes on the car
In front of you squeal.
You try hard to stop,
But you lose control of the wheel.
You skid off the road,
And you know you have crashed.
The dashboard is shattered,
The windshield is smashed.
Minutes like hours,
You’re in treacherous pain,
That washes your senses,
Envelops your brain.
The screams all around you
Are faint to your ears,
As life flashed before you, 
Your hopes and your fears.
Minutes like hours,
You plead and you pray,
I’ll never touch it again,
Just let me live one more day.
Your mine starts to go dark,
It falls apart piece by piece.
And then you slip into blackness,
The pain has finally ceased.
Before you entered that store,
You should have thought twice,
For I am the substance
That cost you your life.

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It's Just the Way We Are

We hold onto things the tightest, 
When we are forced to let them go-
We always want things a certain way,
When we know it can’t be so. 

Dreams always last the longest,
When they are furthest from our reach-
And the lessons we can learn the most from,
Are often the very ones we teach.

The grass is always greenest,
When it lies on the other side-
And the truths we preach to others,
Are often those we can’t abide.

We hold fast to the things in a storm,
Which are most likely to blow away-
And yet we neglect to wear sunscreen, 
On a bright and sunny day.

We spend our time trying to see things,
When perspective is one thing we lack-
And we never appreciate what we’ve got,
Until we can’t get it back.

We expect the whole world to give us a break,
And yet ironically we’ll find-
That when others come asking the same of us,
We tell them they’re out of their mind.

We tell everyone what’s wrong with this world,
And we do nothing to make it right-
We complain about families falling apart,
And yet do nothing to keep them tight.

We preach about loving our neighbors,
And we teach children right from wrong-
But we never set good examples for them,
When real chances come along.

We complain about not having enough time in our lives,
To do what we must do-
Yet if we were given more hours in the day,
We’d use up all that, too.

We desire to be close to all those we love,
Yet all too often look on from afar-
And when it comes to the truth do we want to change,
Or remain forever as we are?

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I Wonder As I Wander

I wonder as I wander,
Out under the sky.
Why do people I care about,
Always have to die?

Are you happy where you are,
Wherever that may be?
I wonder as I wander,
Do you still think of me?

Is it nice up there in heaven?
For I know you make it there.
Are the clouds made out of marshmallows?
Do you know that I still care?

I look up at the winter sky,
And shed a single tear.
I think of all the days gone by,
I’ll always hold you dear.

I wonder as I wander,
Out under the sky.
Why do people I care about,
Always have to die?

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Mom

We have experienced many rings like the growth of a tree
Mother to baby, to child, to young adult and a friend to me.
I am grateful the Creator chose you as my mother
My essence loves and respects you as no other.

Our connection has produced a kaleidoscope of adventure
Events with pleasurable significance are the ones that nurture.
You are the one constant presence throughout my life
You have watched me go through much and deal with strife.
 
Of your children, I am the one in pursuit of unseen
I have always appreciated your intuition so keen.
It has been hard for you to understand my sensitivity
Afraid I would be hurt in the world of hostility.

You looked for and fostered the very best
In your children you expected nothing less.
A model you are of all that is good
You have given me the want to be all that I could.

Between a mother and a child there is a bond
It is like a fairy waving a magical wand.
To each other’s lives we are plugged in
The connection is a circle with no beginning or end.

There have been times we did not see eye to eye
When opposite sides of the circle we lie.
Being on opposite sides can be good
Another’s perspective becomes understood.

It has been awesome watching your life unfold
How you have dealt with tragedy, emotion and feelings untold.
You have turned bad into good within your mind
The world could use many more of your kind.

For both of us, there is much more ahead
There is plenty to do and plenty to be said.
Remember, “You are over the hill and gaining speed”
The chapters ahead will be an adventure indeed.

Words seem very inadequate somehow
To express the depth that our spirit’s allow.
There is not a force known that could tear us apart
I love you, Mom, with all of my heart.

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Before

It is cozy, warm and safe in here.
Something is changing -- I feel it is near.
The voices I hear most of the time
Seem louder than ever with no reason or rhyme.

There are voices that I am curious about
I keep hearing, “when is the baby coming out?”
What is a baby -- I want to know.
I hear talk they are something that grow and grow.

It is getting harder and harder to move around
My arms and legs feel as though they are bound.
I keep hearing of a new arrival
It seems my focus is on survival.

I have a sense I will be leaving this place.
I don’t want to go -- I know this space.
It will not be easy I have been told
On the other side, I’ll be treated like gold?

How do I know that this is true?
I’m told to trust and somehow I do.
To the unknown is where I must go
The Creator deemed that it should be so.

My space seems very unpleasant somehow.
There is pressure around me -- I want out now. 
I see a shape -- it is bright and cold.
I am scared -- somehow I don’t feel very old.

What is that -- voices I hear?
It is with them I want to be near.
Oh, that is much better -- much better indeed.
I sense they will care for my every need.

So what lies ahead -- who can tell?
To focus on the future I will choose not to dwell.
I know I will be kept safe in this place
Until it is time to move to another space.

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Sieze the Day

Just a moment in this lifetime,
Just a tragedy ahead.
Not knowing where each turn will lead,
Within seconds we might be dead.

Live each day to the fullest,
Do not stop to wonder why.
Do everything your heart desires,
In dreams, reach for the sky.

Surprises at every stop sign,
With its share of wrong ways and dead-ends.
Statistics don’t help you with the future,
They only tell you where you’ve been.

With so many people among us,
There are no certainties.
And all it takes is just one person,
To reroute history.

Don’t waste one single moment,
How very precious that they are.
What seems a long way off,
Is really not that far.

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Moving On

It may be over
You may be crazy
To give up on us baby
Is a mistake to bear forever
I am one of millions
But I love you more than
Any one of those millions
And I will continue
As we once promised
To keep you in my heart
It may be over
But my life has just begun
I am still young
And look forward
To much fun
I loved and lost
I am better for the cost
There is a future
And I will continue to mature
Life has a unique way
Of changing for better anyway
My life is in God’s hands
And if this is that way
I can manage to understand.

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Forgive

Forgive the sun that didn't shine,
The sky had asked her in to dine.

Forgive the stars that heard your wish,
The moon prepared their favorite dish.

Forgive the rain for its attack,
The clouds have tears they can't hold back.

Don't hate the birds 'cause they are free,
Don't envy all the things they see.

Don't block the wind, but hear its cry,
Or else that wind may pass you by.

Forgive the storm it means no harm,
Could not resist showing its charm.

Forgive the earth that never turns,
Don't hate the sun, because too much burns.

Life intends to not cause pain,
The flowers bloom from all the rain.

The storm will come and it will pass,
The sun that shines, it grows the grass.

The wind it cannot help but cry,
The stars at night light up the sky.

Forgive the world in which we live,
We'll all find peace if we forgive.