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Best Poems Written by Tiffiny Hagan

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My Opinion

She's too skinny. She's too fat.
He's too white. He's too black.

She's too pretty. She's not hot.
He wears stripes. He likes dots.

She's too peppy. She's too sad.
He's too cheerful. He's too mad.

She's too quiet. She's too loud.
He's too humble. He's to proud.

She's too much a lady. She's not enough.
He's too weak. He's too tough.

She's too lenient. He's too strict.
I can't have a conversation without pitching a fit.

It's too old. It's too new.
I want more than one, but I'll hate having two.

It's too original. It's too much the same.
I don't care if you say it's awesome, I say it's lame.

Too young, too old, too short, too tall,
I have standards to uphold, and you'll conform to them all.

Although we don't see eye to eye,
And our opinions are as different as whole wheat and rye,

I won't unfollow, I won't ignore.
I'll shove my opinions through your front door.

I'll shame you in public and criticize your name.
It's not "just a movie". It's not "just a game".

Your misery is my happiness, unless I get what I want, 
And I'll get what I want through threats and insults, hatred and taunts.

You will confirm until we agree.
This is all about me, me, me.

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Sunshower

The sky is lying,
The sun is crying.

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It Takes Courage

It takes courage to do what's right,
It takes courage to fight the good fight.
It takes courage when you're all alone,
To not give up, and just go home.

So have the courage to do what's right;
And have the courage to fight the good fight.
Have the courage when you're all alone,
To not give up, and just go home.

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Music

Music, music, it’s in the air,
Here is a list of what I hear:

A B C D E F G
(1 e & a) (1 2 3)

Rhythm, beat, timing, and tempo,
Fermata, rest, and accelerando,

Forte, piano, half, and whole,
Quarter, dotted, and staccato,

Sharp, flat, and natural, too,
4/4, 3/4, 6/8, and 2/2,

Measure, scale, and arpeggio,
Chord, seventh, and legato,

Major, minor, and decrescendo,
Crescendo, seventh, and ritardando,

Staff, spaces, lines, and strings,
Sixteenth, in-tune, and fingering,

Woodwind, brass, position, and trill,
Treble, bass, mellow, and shrill,

Percussion, composer, style, and key,
Quickly, lively, somber, and freely,

Triplet, tone, tied, and up-beat,
Pick-up, slur, eight, and down-beat.

You may hear music here and there,
But I hear music everywhere.

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A Celtic Thunder Storm

Thunder rolls, and lightning flashes
You see five figures, silhouetted.
On the horizon, you see them stand,
And all of a sudden, you hear a band.

Playing "Heartland", and "Ireland’s Call",
"Steal Away", and "Take Me Home",
All together, and one by one,
In harmony with the sound of drums.

Still many more songs you hear,
Some bring a smile, some bring a tear.
Some are old, and some are new,
And soon you find, you’re singing too.

Yet, all too soon, the storm is done,
All the songs have now been sung.
Their voices fade, and soon are gone,
As lightning flashes, and thunder rolls.

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The Importance of History

History, schmistory.
Or, so you say;
But without history
Do you know,
Where we'd be today?
 
For history is yesterday, 
teaching today
How to live tomorrow,
So that it can live a life
Of happines,
Not sorrow.
 
Oh, but alas, the lessons
Of the past are spurned;
At the cost of the future,
Its great lessons
Are not learned.
 
We live for the present,
That "here and now."
We give in to our pleasures,
To each whim
We bow.
 
Yet if we forget the past,
We'll only repeat it;
And the future we seek?
We'll never truly
See it.
 
So history is important,
For you see,
With out history
We're not better off
Than the fish
In the sea.

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From Darkness Into Light

A dark and evil creature
Pursued a man today.
He tried to run,
He tried to hide, 
But the darkness followed him.

He ran down the street,
And around the corner.
He ran up the stairs
And through the door,
Yet the darkness followed still

He shut his doors,
Turned on his lights,
And tried to find some peace;
But even in his lighted house,
The darkness still was there.

“Oh, foul creature,
What can you be,
And why do you pursue?”
For a moment, silence reigned,
Then the darkness answered him.

“I am your sin,
Your dirty deeds,
The things you try to hide.
Your sin cursed soul, is what I am,
The darkness within you.

There’s a price to be paid
For this lack of light.
Eternal fire, torment, and pain
Is the price that you must pay
For this darkness inside you.”

“Oh woe is me!”
The man then cried.
“Your price is much too high!
Is there no other way to pay?”
But the darkness in silence remained.

A knock at his door
Pierced his despair,
And he trudged to it to answer.
There stood a man with a smiling face
For no darkness followed him.

The stranger at the door said,
“I can see,
That you are in despair.
What troubles you?” and the man replied,
“That darkness over there.

He says, I’m doomed,
To eternal fire,
And doomed to eternal pain.
Do you know a way for me to escape
That darkness over there?”

“A man named Jesus,”
The stranger replied,
“The Son of God once came.
He shed His perfect, precious blood,
That darkness to send away.

The price for sin
Was paid in full when
He died and rose again.
His sinless blood can wash away
That darkness deep within.

This gift of love
Is free for all,
It gives eternal life.
Beautiful Heaven can be your home,
A place that darkness cannot go.”

“What must I do?”
The man then asked,
“So this gift I can receive?”
“Call unto God, acknowledge your sin,
Your darkness then confess,

And accept His gift 
Of eternal life,
Eternal death forsake.
His blood will cover all your sins,
And the darkness then will fade” 

“Oh, God,” the man prayed,
“I accept your gift,
Please wash away my sins.
Come into my heart and lead me today,
From darkness into light.

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Sounds of the Seasons

Summer stomps in loud and boisterous, the sound of the ocean and roller coasters.
Fall sneaks in on leaf muffled feet with the soft crackle of campfire.
Winters snows fall quietly, at first, then howl while they stay.
Spring walks in as gentle rains and songs of baby birds

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I Thank You

I thank you for being willing to serve,
And give the bad guys what they deserve.
I thank you for being available day or night,
To go where needed and continue the fight.

I thank you for bearing discomfort and pain,
So liberty and freedom our country may gain.
I thank you for your willingness to leave children, husband or wife,
And for being willing, if needed, to lay down your life.

I thank you for standing with silent strength,
While the ungrateful ridicule you at length.
For being willing to continue in spite of their hate,
For not visiting upon them their much deserved fate.

You are a soldier, an American, brave and true.
You are my hero, and I thank you.

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If I Had One Wish

If I had one wish to make,
I’d wish to be with you,
To have you here right by my side,
For nothing else will do.

For when you’re gone so is the sun,
My world is dark and grey.
And as I walk the road of life,
I stumble on my way.

But when you’re here, I see the light.
I know which way to go;
The rose that once was dead and dry,
Now starts again to grow.

For I am only one, you see, 
And love requires two.
So, if I had one wish to make,
I’d wish to be with you.

Tiffiny Hagan

*6th place in Kristin Bruni's "If I had one wish" contest.