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Ellene Kerri Richardson Poem
There's a cop at the bar,
drinking his usual scotch for the night.
There's a daddy rushing home,
to play with the kids, then tuck'm in bed for the night.
There's a young couple, childhood sweethearts,
on their honeymoon, making love for their very first time.
There's an old man at his wife's bedside,
still holding hands, while saying "Good-bye."
Ater sixty years of marriage,
she's still his one delight.
Copyright © Ellene Kerri Richardson | Year Posted 2005
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Ellene Kerri Richardson Poem
As the water flows through the rocks,
bouncing from edge to edge,
lights dance in the pools,
we dance the dance of a lifetime.
We added many things
to this waterfall we're building,
only to discared and recollect
old yesterdays left behind.
I found a few frogs
or maybe they found me,
they seem to show-off my ugly flaws.
Then some turtles wandered in,
just where they fit in,
we may never know for sure.
I hope the water never ceases to flow;
and like the love in our hearts,
I hope the water will
forever flow.
Copyright © Ellene Kerri Richardson | Year Posted 2005
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