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Lynn Hanna Barany Poem
She came to visit quite often
A girl much younger than me,
I was there when she was born
And gave a party when she turned three.
She was always at my house
As a teen I watched her weep
When she sat at the kitchen table
And stated"This baby I can't keep"
At the age of twenty
When she married the wrong man,
I tried to be her best friend
And said "I understand."
Then at the Christmas party
When she was twenty nine
I was there when she passed out
From drinking too much wine.
I noticed most days after that
Her eyes were full of tears
I held her head when she got sick
From drinking too much beer.
Just tonight she called me
She had important words to say
"Guess what" were the words she used.
I've been going to AA.
Her heart was truly breaking
But she said the time has come,
I want you to be proud of me
Because "I Love You Mom"
Lynn Barany
Copyright © Lynn Hanna Barany | Year Posted 2011
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The young man worked quietly
His Dad had been away,
But he was full of emotion
His Dad would return today.
He had carved the wood with perfection
His Dad would be so pleased,
His Mom helped him gather daisies
In the warm September breeze.
The limousine pulled in the drive
The boy saluted the men,
They handed him his country's flag
He felt his heart would never mend.
The velvet box passed to his Mom
As they bowed their heads to pray,
Thankyou for our soldiers
At home, and far away.
That young boy is a man today
And he still feels his loss,
As he watches his son pick daisies
To lay beneath the cross.
Lynn Barany
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Lynn Hanna Barany Poem
She smiled at him on the stairwell
He smiled at the man at the door,
He in turn said "Good Morning"
To the lady sweeping the floors.
She nodded at the passer by
Who then turned around,
And gave a smile to the little girl
Who was wearing such a frown.
The little girl started laughing
And simply passed it on
To her Mother who was with her,
Then they hummed a little song.
The painter in the hallway
Felt tired, and very blue,
Till the old gentleman said
"What a beautiful job you do".
If we would do this everyday
It moves along in stages,
When you smile at everyone
It truly is contagious.
Lynn Barany
Copyright © Lynn Hanna Barany | Year Posted 2012
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Lynn Hanna Barany Poem
I have coffee with Jesus
Yes, of course I do
My coffee is on my night stand
And I speak to him of you.
I tell him of past events
Of how I let you down,
And how are one time closeness
Has shut completely down.
I ask for your forgiveness
When I spoke of love for you,
I never meant to hurt you
Speaking only words of truth.
There is a coldness in our chatter
As we discuss the latest trends,
We speak about the weather
And this is where it ends.
Yes I do have coffee with Jesus
I need him to be in touch,
Does Jesus have coffee with me?
I doubt it very much.
Lynn Hanna Barany.
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Lynn Hanna Barany Poem
Please come and find me
You know I'm alone,
Please come and find me
So I can go home.
Have you even been looking
Between the earth and the sky,
Did you not notice
Or not even try.
Please come and find me
So I won't feel so afraid,
Have you forgotten promises broken
And promises made.
If I could reach you from here
I would give you my love,
That's too hard to do
From so far above.
If you don't find me
I will understand,
Another life time
Is quickly at hand.
Lynn Barany
Copyright © Lynn Hanna Barany | Year Posted 2011
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Lynn Hanna Barany Poem
So you want to be an angel?
The good Lord said to me,
Do you think it will be easy
To be spiritual and free?
He said "I guess we'll try it"
So he sent me here to live,
He told me I would learn a lot
On how to take, and how to give.
He set up many hardships
That I really must endure,
He made sure I wasn't rich,
He made sure that I was poor.
He didn't give me good looks,
He didn't make me smart,
He just gave me the very basics
To go ahead and start.
It's been many years
That he's let me stay around,
He hasn't called me home as yet
He's seen me smile, he's seen me frown.
I often stop and think
Have I passed the angel test,
Have I done all I can
Have I tried my very best?
And when he calls me home
Sometime late at night,
Will he send me back again
Until I get it right?
Or will he let me have my wings,
My halo gold, and bright,
Will I get to wear that lovely gown
That gown of Angel White......
Lynn Barany
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It was a loving relationship
Meant only to enjoy,
Never to be analyzed,
Not intended to destroy.
It was nice at the beginning
Full of warmth, and love and fun
Until the day it fell apart
In this game that no one won.
I suppose someday if we meet again
And by chance we feel there's more,
We'll spread our wings, and find the key
To open Heaven's door.
Until that day I still remain
A girl that held you hand,
When you carried my books
and walked with me
In the days of Snow and Sand.
Lynn Hanna Barany
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The swollen eyes are from lack of sleep,
The shaking hands she hides.
She can't remember important dates
But oh, how she does try.
The hair that once was washed and curled
Has turned a dirty grey.
And if a friend came by for tea
That would truly ruin her day.
The headaches are more frequent now,
Her attention span has gone.
She used to speak of news events
And what the government did wrong.
It's called her medicine cabinet
And she checks it every day
In the corner of her basement
Where her hidden bottles lay.
Sometimes she feels so very ill
She decides to make that call,
But the line is always busy,
Into bed she trips and falls.
A new day finally does arrive,
Her routine is now a habit,
She walks slowly to the basement room
And sneaks a bottle from the cabinet.
Lynn Hanna Barany
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Lynn Hanna Barany Poem
LAKE OF THE WOODS
As I sit here gazing at my view of this magnificent lake I feel inspired, and simply genuine as a human being.
It is a cool April day, very sunny with a more than gentle breeze coming through my window.
The brown grass in a few weeks will be anxious to turn a velvet green after a little
more heat, and many more raindrops.
The birch tree beside my window is patiently waiting to produce its foliage
It is a peaceful time, and a gentle time on this late Saturday afternoon.
The seagulls play in the air and welcome me to their view.
May nothing upon this earth interrupt God's beauty of this place, and may the serenity of Lake of the Woods forever rest in peace.
Lynn Barany
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A gentle breeze cools this sunny day as I sit by the river. My heart aches for my yesterdays', I am visiting my hometown. My old friends stop by, but not long enough for my satisfaction. I am filled with love for this place, and for the people who live here.
My roots, my childhood, and most of life's hard lessons I learned living on this river. It is my solace, my comfort, and makes me feel complete.
They say you can never go home again, I say it is the only place on earth where you can go to feel life, love and true friendships.
Let me return again, and again.....let my family always be there to love me, my friends be there to welcome me, and a small part of heaven be waiting to bless me.
Lynn (Hanna) Barany.
Copyright © Lynn Hanna Barany | Year Posted 2012
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