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Mary Petersen Poem
I need
Assaurance from my Maker
A hug from a friend
A smile from a stranger
A hello from a colloguea
A kiss from my husband
And a thank you from my child.
Oh how I miss my child:
The sweet memories of a love that can never be
The heartache that will never pass
The miracle we except to let go.
I need
A prayer from my e-mail buddy
A “I love you mom” from my child
A miracle from up above
A word of advice from my mother
A helping hand from a stranger
And a silent acknowledgement of my father.
Oh how I miss my father:
The loving vioce and smile that use to touch my heart
The joy he brought with his appearances and the tears with his departure
The vivid memories of a longing so deep and a missing so painful it hurts.
I need
A buddle of flowers
A teaspoon of happiness
A pot of love
A oceaan of courage
And a miracle to understand
Copyright © Mary Petersen | Year Posted 2006
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Mary Petersen Poem
Could it be a Endless memory?
I miss your smile that use to cover my heart with love,
And the morning kisses that blow my mind away,
And the endless dreams that could never be
That’s why I still love you,
Memory of the Past
The waves are still white
The skies are still blue
The flowers are still blooming
That’s why I still love you
Memory of the Past
We use to run the fearless joy of love
And the embracement of our youth
The lingering for excitement
That’s why I still love you
Memory of the Past
And if our path may cross again
Like 2 ships in the opposite directions
Please accept my short coming in live
That is why I still love you
Memory of the Past
The days are still endless
My mind is slipping away
Your face had faded,
But why do I still feel the longing of a memory
That is still carving in my mind so vividly?
Copyright © Mary Petersen | Year Posted 2007
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Mary Petersen Poem
I miss your smile that use to cover my heart with love,
And the morning kisses that blow my mind away,
And the endless dreams that could never be
That’s why I still love you,
Memory of the Past
The waves are still white
The skies are still blue
The flowers are still blooming
That’s why I still love you
Memory of the Past
We use to run the fearless joy of love
And the embracement of our youth
The lingering for excitement
That’s why I still love you
Memory of the Past
And if our path may cross again
Like 2 ships in the opposite directions
Please accept my short coming in live
That is why I still love you
Memory of the Past
The days are still endless
My mind is slipping away
Your face had faded,
But why do I still feel the longing of a memory
That is still carving in my mind so vividly?
Copyright © Mary Petersen | Year Posted 2007
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Mary Petersen Poem
The why’s are gone
I cried and catch a teardrop
I smile and touch my heart
I look and saw my soul
I leap and catch the future
I saw the pain and felt the hurt
I smell death and embrace God
My friend has passed
And Aids stayed.
I saw it coming
I felt the shaking
I acknowlege the monster
and except the pain.
NO, I’m on my way
I’ll be more cautious
I’ll make the choice.
I use A Condom
Copyright © Mary Petersen | Year Posted 2006
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I look and see nothing
I`m hurt and don’t feel it
I grow up and do not understand
But freedom is here.
My fellow man is smiling
My enemy is crying
My life goes on just the same
But freedom is here.
I`ll try to keep it
I`ll try to destroy it
I`ll try to embrace it
But freedom is here.
A child without food
A heart without love
A soul without morale
But Freedam is here.
Freedom Come
Freedom Stay
Freedom is here
But are we free?
Copyright © Mary Petersen | Year Posted 2007
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