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Anniversary
The day I wed my soul-mate
It was a good day
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There's an antique red barn
Sits atop the hill
And a small little pond
Chock full of blue-gill
There's old rusty cars
Which haven't ran in years
And a hundred year old house
Once manufactured by Sears
It's loaded full of memories
It's filled with lots of charm
It's a place I know and Love
It's all there...On Grandma's Farm
Used to go there every Sunday
From as far back as I can remember
Sledding down the hill
In the snow come December
I Loved it out at Grandmas
Playing with toy tractors in the sand
Going to help split wood
Just to lend a helping hand
I Loved it winter, spring and summer
But my favorite time of all
Was when the leaves all turned
The wonderful colors of fall
I was carefree and happy
The world was free from harm
Way back when I was a kid
Out On My Grandma's Farm
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Absence pains the Heart
Teardrops on a rose glisten
Until you return
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I still write my poems
On unlined sheets of paper
Using fountain pen
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Sit down...have a bowl
Poetry Soup, for your soul
Yummy...swallowed whole
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The wind whispers through the night
Cool against the mist on my skin
A neon sign that reads "Motel" lights my way
Hundreds more have lit where I've been
This night isn't unlike countless before
Walking endlessly with nowhere to go
I pass a drunk in a doorway
And think "now there's something I know"
All I own is here on my back
And the memories I have of you
Lost everything when you left
Now I walk Alone and Blue
Alone and Blue
Living with memories of you
Alone and Blue
What the hell am I going to do
Alone and Blue
No matter how hard I try
Alone and Blue
You never even told me why
Sometimes I wish it would all end
All the pain and suffering gone
Putting my weary mind at ease
My soul could then carry on
But until then I walk through the mist
That rides upon the whispering winds
And go on hearing your voice
My sanity... I try to defend
Alone and Blue
Living with memories of you
Alone and Blue
Are you lonely too??
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If I could only steal a moment
One precious beat of your Heart
Would I be able to show you
Where would I start
How can I presume to explain Love
There are no words you have not heard
Perhaps then a Kiss, but then again
Isn't that a bit absurd
Where else would I Kiss you Dear
There's not an inch of you not smothered
And I've written the ink out of pens
I fear I've left not a word left uncovered
How then do I tell you
Or is there no way to show
Maybe all I have to do is nothing
Because you already seem to know
Love cannot be explained in a single moment
Nor the beat of anyone's Heart
So I'll go on Loving you every single day
Until death do us part
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The times we share together
Are magical memories in the making
Leaving me at peace
In total contentment with us
Your radiant warmth surrounds my soul
Protecting it from loneliness
Of the countless years of neglect
That fights so hard to hold on
My arms are there to wrap your warmth
Ensure that it never grows cold
With the coldness that comes along with indifference
Or being as thin and transparent as cellophane
We will never again
Be desperately lonely, tragically invisible
Left alone in purgatory
By the broken promises of false love
Now we are one
Except when we need the strength of two
Companions in every endeavor
Hand in hand through life
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One page at a time
Written in my mind
What I would call...
...My Diary Of A Dream
It's funny probing
Poking around the mind
Trying with difficulty
To recall the details
Each day I file away
Another page of memories
The details...a bit sketchy
And grow more so with time
My Diary Of A Dream
Written with invisible ink
Easy to erase
Easy to forget...
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She stands lost in a thought
A tiny finger to her lips
Head slightly tilted to one side
Appearing too old for her age
Well, too old for me anyway
Certainly she's only three
How could she be any more
Yet...she is more, so much more
At different times she is more
But, at night, she is three
When I read her "Goodnight Moon"
And she's as Snug as a Bug
After the Prayers are said
When her nightly movie has begun
Then...then she's three
Most days...through my eyes
She's growing like a dandelion
She's a dandelion seed
Being blown away with the breeze
Blown out of my life, in to hers
She stands with her hands on her hips now
Wearing Levi jeans and painted toes
Fascinated by color and texture
Playing the guitar...not really knowing how
And time seems to pass me by
Won't be long and she'll be too old
Too old for my Heart to take
Off in this frightful world
Spreading her wings to fly away
But at night she'll still be three...to me
So you must go my Angel
I've got you protected in my Heart
During your quietest moments remember
Daddy will always be there with you
And at night you'll still be three
Dandelion seed on the breeze
Flying through eternity
It's the cycle of life you see
Yet in my Dreams you're still three
And you're here with me
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