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Best Poems Written by Nichole Schindewolf

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I Love Because I Can

I love because I can.
In a society that embraces 
those who have, not those to 
give. 
I am still able to share this 
thought. 
I walk down poverty lane happy 
with a rich heart. 	
My calloused hands are all I 
need to create my world.
My happiness.

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Tragically Beautiful

Suffering is more poetic than happiness. 
It gives you a reason to stand in the rain. 
To be an outcast. To defy formality. 
It's what you want. You want to be depressed. 
It makes you more interesting. 
But you're not. 
Tragically beautiful. 
But not interesting. 
I will stand with you in the rain. 
Only if you laugh at me. 
Don't critique me. 
You are not as smart as you think. 
I will sit with you in a dark room. 
We can drink wine. 
But I will not discuss displeasure. 
Kiss me instead.

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If I Were a Poet

If I were a poet, I'd write about 
life's simplest pleasures. 
I'd write about daydreaming 
under a beautiful tree, 
surrounded by a quiet crisp 
breeze.
If I were a poet I'd be able to 
exhilarate my readers with such 
words that awaken their souls 
and show them that life is truly 
a blessing. 
I'd let everyone know what's in 
my heart and teach them there 
is a light, a silver lining! That 
there is always hope. 
I'd Take them on a journey 
through my dreams, and share 
my thoughts of brotherhood 
and admiration for the earth 
and it's gifts. 
If I were a poet.. I'd create a 
magical inspirational place for 
all hearts of darkness to enter 
in need of a kind word. 
If i were a poet, my pen and 
paper like weapons on the 
negative forces of the mind. 
The nagging fear. The 
perpetual hostility in an 
awkward world. 
But I am not a poet. I'm simply 
a good person gifted in finding 
appreciation in my simple life.

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Reflection of Me

The sweetest thing is knowing 
 you are the biggest part of me. 
From your tiny hands and feet 
 to you're smile. 
 A reflection of me. 
 Dance tiny princess. 
Laugh tiny princess. 
Let me be the one to worry. 

Take in yourself 
Every beautiful day 
Every sunny sky and starry night. 
For now...just be you 
And dance tiny princess. 
Laugh tiny princess. 
Let me be the one to worry.

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War

We have gathered today 
To filter the pain 
To let time slip away 
With no words left to say. 

We are left in this mess 
Of hate and regret 
No meanings are meant 
Still people are sent. 

We are lost out in space 
With fear on our face 
No track to retrace 
No love to embrace. 

We stand in the sands 
with blood on our hands 
Guns in our bands 
Still united we stand.

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One Hundred Candles On My Cake

One hundred candles on my 
cake
One hundred wrinkles on my 
face 
One hundred years I've been 
awake
As I look upon this blaze 
Of one hundred candles on my 
cake
I think to myself of all my days
I've learned so much from past 
mistakes  
My eyes have seen such joy 
and rage
Such love and hate
I contemplate all I've known in 
all my days.  One hundred 
lessons per candle on my cake.
I have rested, and how I've 
played! 
I've stood in shadows
And been center stage
Looking back I smile at all my 
days
That brought me to this golden 
age
With the heat of the roaring 
blaze
Of one hundred candles on my 
cake 
Against the hundred wrinkles 
on my face
Celebrating the hundred years 
ive been awake
With no regrets of the life I've 
made
I know the beauty of a turning 
page
I close my eyes, and face the 
flame
And blow out one hundred 
candles on my cake!

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Who's To Say Goodbye

Who's to say goodbye?
Gazing through the looking 
glass of a life once embraced. 
So poetic the mortal beginning 
and end in the universal 
exchange. 
Who's to say goodbye?
When transition is as inevitable 
as the ending of a beautiful day 
it too, like you,shall rise 
continuously. 
Who's to say goodbye? 
When waves  will continue to 
crash on an endless sea, the 
sun will continue to rise above 
its creation, and the  heart will 
continue to love with more 
force then the either of the 
glorious two. 
Who's to say goodbye to you? 
For with every crashing wave, 
every rise of the sun and every 
beat of my heart you have 
returned to me.

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Little Boy

Little boy hold my hand 
Walk with me sweet darling. 
Little boy hold my hand 
We'll make it there by morning. 

Little boy say farewell 
A whisper shall be fitting. 
Little boy say farewell 
For there is no time for sitting. 

Little boy start walking 
For the sky is fading. 
Little boy start walking 
For your father there is waiting.

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The Garden

My body is the sacred ground 
You laid your soul to rest 
An immensely painful stone 
I've hidden within my breast 
The land a beautiful Garden 
That you could only dream 
But the soil much too dry 
To grow the life you had foreseen

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To Emma

You look at me with my eyes in wonderment and hope of this bright new world you’ve come into.
 Learning with every sound and movement you make. Ah, how beautiful you are to me. 
As you grow, you know not of stress and the addiction of money and material things. You find happiness  
in dancing and running about for no reason other than to just feel the wind in your curls. My arms are 
your comfort and to you my kisses have healing powers.  You believe in magic and make me believe. 
You drink tea made of air, and your spirit kindred to all living things.  Your smile is my drug, and nobody 
has ever looked prettier with missing teeth.  You’ve taught me more in your short presence than I could 
learn from a thousand books.  You have kept my heart young. I’ve never been given a greater gift. I just 
wanted to thank you for choosing me because no matter what I have done for you, I will forever be 
indebted for what you have opened my eyes to.  Life. Realization. Purpose. Love. Thank You.