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Elizabeth Smith Poem
TASHA AND BROTHER
Tasha was a wooly bear of a chow
Who found a homeless kitten somehow
He followed her home and she took over his care
Grooming and cleaning, smoothing his unruly hair
For months they made their daily appointed rounds
On the woody paths they considered their grounds
Eating and sleeping together and always by her side
The kitten called Brother was his "Mother's" pride
One day Tasha was upset we could see
Brother was gone where could he be
Looking and searching the nearby wood
Was fruitless revealing nothing of any good
Tasha decided she would take the task on
She looked back at us and then was gone
Later she arrived with head hanging low
But that wasn't all she had something to show
A small cat she held ever so gently
Breathing no longer his life gone evidently
Her heart was broken she couldn't recover
Her small son departed so for her it was all over
Soon thereafter Tasha knew that find him she might
Sadly the rainbow bridge was where they would reunite
But in evening's fading light two shadows are sometimes seen
Showing those who might glimpse this unforgettable scene
How much love between two small creatures there had been
Copyright © Elizabeth Smith | Year Posted 2015
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Elizabeth Smith Poem
Shopping day arrives and the shopper
has in mind
A delicacy called veal she knows she
will find
It's in a nicely wrapped pack its contents
pink
She'll cook it just right with some wine
to drink
But there's a sad story behind that Plastic
pack
A baby's calf's body not long ago was on
a rack
He had cried and cried where did mama
go
She had never left him alone like this before
Then they led him at last down that scary
Green Mile
His legs were shaking and he tried hard not
to defile
He heard the cries from the animals all around
He thought he heard mama as he fell dead on
the ground
Copyright © Elizabeth Smith | Year Posted 2016
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Your days are numbered from the time you were born
Before you know it you blink and they're gone
It is incumbent when finding you're an adult
To select the right course, proceed, protest or join a cult
For sooner than soon, the youthful spring disappears
It dawns that you're old and it will move you to tears
But what comes next might be most important of all
When your eyes finally close comes the judgment call
All the iniquitous things you had chosen to do
Will then be paraded once more before you
But it's then too late and what's done can't be changed
It's Satan's stone where your acts are written and maintained
So think about this when that Dybbuk sits on your shoulder
And tell him "go back to Hell" before you get any older
Copyright © Elizabeth Smith | Year Posted 2017
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Elizabeth Smith Poem
What do you own? anything at all?
In reality nothing is owned neither big nor small
The items you cherish and think are yours
Are really just loaners for as long as life endures
You can take nothing with you of course that's obvious
Possessions have their own life forever circulating to a new audience
Copyright © Elizabeth Smith | Year Posted 2017
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When a book has a certain excellence you
will know
That between it's covers are friends you'll
never let go
These printed words upon a small circum-
scribed page
Are not just ink on paper but characters
with whom you did engage
When closing the book it's hard to tell them
farewell
But there's always a new book that beckons
"come and sit a spell"
Copyright © Elizabeth Smith | Year Posted 2017
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Elizabeth Smith Poem
A BUG IN A BATH
I'm what you call a bug
When humans see me they go UHG
Humans don't care about my needs
Or my sometimes good deeds
But such bothersome things
Roll right off my wings
When I can dip my feet
Blistered from the heat
In the bird bath for which I'm looking
When on a hot day I'm cooking
But the frog over there
Is beginning to stare
I'm sure he sees me as a meal that's free
So I'll jump quick in this pool
And swim fast like a fool
BECAUSE
A nice cooling splash
And this bug revives fast
Copyright © Elizabeth Smith | Year Posted 2014
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Elizabeth Smith Poem
In a long ago day no term such as teenager
was inferred
Upon reaching pubescence adulthood was
conferred
No separate entity were teenage years
thought to be
Anymore than 20 or 30 even 93
The business of giving separate age a place
on life's map
Has turned out to be nothing but a load
of crap
"I'm a teenager" they will wail and whine
Implying "your life is less valuable than
mine"
"I'm your replacement" is what they're
trying to say
But they should at their feet what's crawling
on the floor
Their own replacements will be ready a couple
years or more
Copyright © Elizabeth Smith | Year Posted 2015
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Elizabeth Smith Poem
A TRUE TALE OF A SHARK BITE
A shark bit a small boat out to sea
When shark did bite they were alarmed as could be
Where would they expect to find a shark?
Riding a a bike in an amusement park?
Swimming in the ocean's waters
A shark is being where he oughta
People have sought his home to invade
They should leave before he knows a mistake wasnt made
When you decide to venture to sea
Sharks are at home there not me and thee
Take your chances when opening wrong doors
For the next door you open may well be yours
You might find a shark inviting himself in
How to respond to this? By biting his fin?
Copyright © Elizabeth Smith | Year Posted 2014
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Elizabeth Smith Poem
CREATURES GREAT AND SMALL
Of all creatures great and small
Insects are most assiduous folk of all
They perform assigned duties each day
And let nothing dissuade them on their way
The till the soil and collect the forage
Their labor brings them food, some for storage
Their diligent spirits have no equaled pace
Mostly repulsed by a higher stationed race
Human beings became Self appointed superiors
But without these small beasts humans would be their inferiors
Copyright © Elizabeth Smith | Year Posted 2014
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THE MOON AND GRAVITY
The moon is believed to affect moods of mankind
Science says this not a truth can they find
Gravity is a force, call it what they will
Its strength is the way it can push and pull
The moon's gravity affects the earth
Causing the oceans to rise back and forth
It changes the shape of this planet too
But scientists say it affects not me and not you
How stupid a statement can that be
If it affects water in all but you and me
Since humans mostly from water their bodies contain
The logic would point to affect on H2O maintained
The moon pulls large bodies of water up or down
But other watery forms are left unfound?
Scientists who posit that such things don't equate
Might look to their own brains which are in a solid state
Copyright © Elizabeth Smith | Year Posted 2014
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