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I mean you no harm
I just want to soothe the pain like a balm
And cause you to be calm
Here, take my hand
Let’s sit here and listen to the band
Let’s watch them play our favorite song
Oh…it’s been soooo long!
They play music so good
It feeds my soul like food
Here we are at night
Listening to good Christmas tunes under the moonlight
I know how sad you are
You gaze at me but you seem so far
Don’t let a broken heart cause you to forget…
…to forget the sweet melody of life
Cast away the knife
Don’t bruise your heart some more
Let the tears pour
But don’t let them pour forever
Don’t let them win…never!
Look…you are worth more that diamonds
I can write this on the wall with crayons
“You are beautiful!
You are loved!
You are strong!
You are blessed!
You will be fine!
This too shall pass!”
So, cheer up
Chin up
Don’t give up
You will be fine
Just give it time
In the meantime…
…let’s sway to this beautiful Christmas melody
Oh! Such sweet sweet melody!
You will be fine, my darling!
You will be fine!
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Cast me not away
Ye gentle soul, my love
Lead me to the beach
Where our love began and bloomed
Cradle my fragile wrists
In your strong and loving grip
Call me yours again
Bid me to you and I shall yield
Few hours to the vow
To be yours and only yours
I long to see you so
I long to hear you coo my name
Upon my pillows I lay
With tender thoughts of you and me
Uncountable wishes
My gentle heart
I melt into my satin sheets
A man for me
A bride to be
My wishes never end
Alas, I hear of your trip back to town
My finest dress of lace I wear
Fingers groomed
Hair tamed
A scent unforgettable shall steal your heart away
I lean against my window so
Knowing my gate shall be your path
I wave my hands
You smile so bright
And then the story continues to roll
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Billy, let’s be kind
Good hearts we’ll find
Let’s renew our minds
We’ll make merry and dine
It will all be fine
Hey!
Do not check the time!
I have no desire to hear the clock chime
There’s no hurry
I’m not sorry
There is too much pain
So many insane
Oh! How pretty the world would be
If truly we can see
The ones around us
And show some love with no fuss
If only we can take a pause
And truly look around us
To see the ones in tears
And the ones battling fears
To love the unloved
And call them, “Beloved”
To give a loaf of bread
To the hungry before they are declared dead
To speak kind words
Regardless of the bitterness in this world
To go the extra mile
With a smile
Even when their hearts are filled with bile
To be kind
Even when the reasons are hard to find
If only
If only
We’ll be agents of goodness
In a world filled with so much darkness
We’ll all be filled with happiness
And chase away dark clouds of sadness
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A soldier’s farewell
Heaven’s gain
Hearts broken
Words unspoken
A heavenly welcome
For a job well done
Great rejoicing in heaven
But the hearts of mortals are heavy
A hurricane of memories
The pain in our hearts…
…oh the pain!
Earth’s loss
Heaven’s gain
To serve in the flesh no more
But to be with The Father forever
A soldier’s farewell
A great story to tell
Troubled hearts, “It is well”…do not sorrow
For we will see him in the morrow
Take heart
Wash away the pain
With thoughts of the gain
Weep not again
Cos’ a soldier never dies
A soldier always lives
Because He lives
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Grandpa has a car
A nice old red car
He loves to take it for a long drive
He calls the car, Missy
No one but Grandpa is allowed to take Missy for a drive
Grandpa has a cat
She is very furry and fat
She loves to eat the rats
I really don’t like cats
But I like Grandpa’s cat
Grandpa misses Grandma
He wrote her a song
She’s been gone for so long
I heard she’s dinning with the angels
I have never met my Grandma
My Grandpa is very old
His age I’ve not been told
I really do miss my Grandpa
He gives the best hugs
I can’t wait to visit Grandpa this Christmas!
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I stare at you
You have no clue why
Some say I’m weird
I really don’t care
I stare
I’m not interested in your looks
I’ve read your books
I’m more interested in you
You
Simple yet complex
Full of mysteries
Full of tales
You get uncomfortable
I don’t care
I still stare
I drift away in thoughts
What would it feel like to see your world through your eyes?
To know the things you know
To see the things you see
To feel the things you feel
You smile almost all the time
But I see the tears no one sees
Your looks tell a different tale
Your books tell a different tale
But now that I see you
I see a different tale
I find you rather fascinating
I’m captivated by your complexity
You’ll make a good muse
Oh yes, that’s good use!
I stare just for a while
A little while longer
I drink in your aura of wisdom
Wise one you are
Smart too
You get uncomfortable
I shouldn’t care
But now I do
I’ve seen the truth
I’ve seen the sadness behind that smile
Pretty sad you!
I look away
And take a bow
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I tell you I’ll be out of town
You wear a frown
But that’s all part of your plan
It’s all an act
You think I know not the fact
You try to fool me
You sob and plead
You beg me to stay home some more
To cancel my tour
You are such an actor
You hide the fact that you are a traitor
You carry my bags
You help me to the car
You tell me you love me
You cry…false tears
You hold my hands
You make endless promises
You cry some more
I kiss your teary cheeks
I feign sorrow
Your act I borrow
Knowing deep in my heart
Knowing you are a liar and a cheat
Knowing you are unfaithful
Knowing you mock our vows
Knowing your promises are empty
Knowing all your secrets
Saying nothing
Acting innocent and dumb
Hoping our vows still mean something
You walk me to the car
You promise to stay away from the bar
But deep in my heart
I know you are a drunk
I know all your secrets
I know about your mistress
I’ve cried secrets tears in distress
But today it all ends
I’ve seen all the bends
Your secret routes and deeds
I would no longer play the fool
You’ve broken all the rules
But today it all ends
I won’t get into a fight
My future is so bright
I hold your hand so tight
I let a tear slip
I bid you goodbye
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Hey Poke!
Yes, you!
I can see your nose in my business
I’m not trying to be disrespectful
But, I can see your nose
Oh, it’s so big!
Don’t act surprised
Everyone knows
Look, there’s no place for your nose here
You can’t park it here
This is my space
Hey, this is no joke!
I can see you carrying a huge sack
All day long it’s on your back
You have a lot of garbage in your luggage
Sort out your own mess
And kindly take your nose with you
Please!
I’m so tired of seeing your nose in my business
I’m distracted by its bigness
Its size
It’s…huge!
I hear you are waiting to see me cry
I really don’t know why
I’m sorry to disappoint you
But please
Pretty please!
Find a new job description
Hey, here’s your doctor’s prescription:
“No more poking!”
“To be taken at no time daily!”
Signed by YOUR DOCTOR
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She gathered her seeds
Her seeds of good deeds
It was time to plant again
The season for sowing
She scouted around for good land
Seeds in her hand
She walked in love
In search of good soil
Not too much toil
Very little sweat
She found her land
Good, fertile soil
She planted the seeds
The seeds of kindness
Seeds of good deeds
She watered them with love
Selfless love
Pure love
Soil wet
She watched them grow
Beautiful trees so tall and strong
Spring green leaves
Sweet and juicy fruits
What a great harvest!
She filled her bags
And strolled off in joy
Some she kept
< So much left >
Some she gave
< It still remained >
Some she sowed
< And the cycle continued >
With great joy, she sowed again
With great joy, she harvested
The story of the sower
The sower of good deeds
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To be strong for so long
To camouflage your true feelings
To wipe the tears away
To force the pain to fade away
To lose your best friend
To be nursed by experiences
To lose trust for those around you
To be suspicious of love
To live in terror
To be homeless
To flee from violence
To be abused
To be mistreated
To be scarred by the one you love
To hide from the beatings
To be rescued from the drama
To be misunderstood
And guarded by uncertainty
To find comfort once more
To know what it feels like to be safe again
To be loved and cared for
To eat and be satisfied
To look back at your past and be grateful
To be thankful for all you have
To know plenty
To give plenty
To be loved and cared for
By Sylvia Chika
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