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Neil Ofarrell Poem
As I stand awake
And gaze upon the sea
And the sea in turn
Looks back upon me
I look out over
And see the moonlight glisten
I slowly shut my eyes
And very closely listen
The waves crash hard
Upon the rocky shore
I see ships light
And I set the siren to roar
The winds blow in hard
And I know death is near
The sadness of a lonesome
Lighthouse keeper is clear
As the winds blow in so fierce
The seas men must act wise and swift
They pull themselves to action
Working hard to keep the ship adrift
The winds blow in strong
As the ship crashes a-shore
The crew scrambles desperately
To survive this dreadful score
For the lighthouse keeper well knowing
His assignment fully now strives
To set out an alert in hopes
Of rescuing these lives
Now as daylight approaches
The search will reveal
There’s no ship to be found
And no bodies to prevail
Written by Neil Ofarrell and Skyler Dawn
Copyright © Neil Ofarrell | Year Posted 2012
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Neil Ofarrell Poem
Oh why oh why
Do my buttons always break and fly?
I do not know
For my belly just seems to grow and grow
I try to stipend
The grownth from within
But my hunger it swells
And my will grows thin
My buttons they seem
So weak and frail
But I wonder if they
The problem entail
My waistline it stretches
And my clothes grow tighter
The harder I squeeze
My face grows whiter
These buttons they seem
To have a mind of their own
They fly off at will
And constantly must be resewn
A frustrating matter
This seemingly becomes
As I sit here befuzzled
And twiddle my thumbs
Unending discomfort
In my trousers abound
I've searched for the answer
But none's to be found
This Poem was a lovely Joint effort with my beautiful friend Skyler Dawn. We had fun making it, hope you enjoy it! :)
Copyright © Neil Ofarrell | Year Posted 2012
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Neil Ofarrell Poem
Back in the day
When I was a teenager
I tried so hard
To live for the future
But now that I'm older
I look back and I realize
That the stories of our life
Just pass us by
All the things
That I used to know
Were all so beautiful
Before they go
As time changes
It brings new trends
But the future always
Goes back to them
Copyright © Neil Ofarrell | Year Posted 2012
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