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Beverley Key Poem
Our Joe's died
20 Years I had our Joe
And then she died
My baby got sick
My baby was in pain
It's just a cat
But I pleaded with god
Make her well again
She wanted my bed
I'd sleep on the floor
She could have asked for the world
I'd have given her more
She lived my life
All the years with me
And even in pain she stayed by my side
Then she asked me
By the look in her eyes
I'm tired I hurt
Please let me go
And it's just a cat
And I had to let her go
But my hearts broken
So dont try to tell me
That it's just a cat
Cos it was my cat
My cat and I know
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The deafening silence, listen's my tear's
The shadows on the wall, Act out all my fear's
The comfort of the sheet's Secure in my bed
With the ramblings of insanity
Swimming in my head
The aching in my body, that can'ot find sleep
The storm unleashed from my eye's as I weep
The memories, like a film, on the ceiling I see
The haunting cold cruel eye's
That never set me free
The hidden hand's
Waiting to rip me apart
The chimming of the clock
That summons the voices to start
Not knowing. Unable to comprehend
If this is a dream, if it is real
Just staring in darkness, unable to feel
Is there an end
A release from it all
Or am I to be locked in a prison, a cell
Or what If I die
Would I find peace after all
Should I just shut my eye's
And slowly, slowly fall
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A lot of meaningless scribble
To anyone but me
But these are my thought's my pain
At this period in time, my reality
Ton's of emotion's, carried deep inside
Untill loneliness, make's me want to confide
But there's never a friendly ear
For me to tell about my fears
Just a pen and some paper
Sometime's smudged by the tear's
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Get up in the morning
Go shopping and smile
Come home, tidy up
Laugh with friend's and smile
Switch on the tv
The news is all bad, but smile
Take a bath, wash your hair ,and smile
It keeps them happy, when you smile
They think your happy
So maybe the smile's worthwhile
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Beverley Key Poem
Tonight I'm there again
Wondering why, wondering where, wondering when
Tonight all I've got
Is to write a poem again
It might not make sense
But you'll understand
It's the place where we go
When there's no one else here
Just myself and the page
And the people who know
time will pass
That's what they say
But stuff happens
to you and to me
And when that stuff happens
This is where we will be
So as I said
It don't make sense
But if your reading this page
Then your in my place too
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Beverley Key Poem
Four wall's of Heartache
Four wall's of Hell
All expectation's die
In a cold prison cell
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Beverley Key Poem
Roll like the ocean
Forever washed into infinity
Cleansed of each sin
Stripped of humanity
Stretching my soul
Feeding on air
Floating along on the breeze
Not a thourght, not a care
Experience's savioured
Everything free
A bird flying high
The colour's of a tree
Tasting the life
That's been dormant too long
A rebirth, An awakening
With all inabitions gone
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Grandma is old
Grandma is tired
Grandma just sit's
And rock's by the fire
Grandma say's yes
When mother say's no
Grandma was born
Before telly's , You Know!
Grandma know's everything
And she dosn't even go out
Grandma just smile's
When daddy would shout
Grandma's are special
A gift to us all
Grandma's are Grandma's
Alway's there when you call
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The insignificence of every event
The lie's and the tear's of a youth mispent
Tediously dragging the day's turn to night
Without the energy to put up a fight
A million strange face's locked in one's mind
A million strange faces each one so unkind
Debating to do, or to just sit and die
Debating to reason or to not even try
Stretching out an hand, grasping at space
Not a life, an existance
At an endless pace
Looking out on reality
So cold and so cruel
Hiding in the past, who was the fool
For a million strange faces
Then can only stare
A million strange faces
What do they care
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I hid my smile
Because you were sad
I tried to comfort you
But inside I'm so glad
"It's just not fair"
You shouted out loud"
"I wanted to go,
to make you so proud"
"Dont worry son
Your better of here"
A relief I felt
Released from my fear
"It's what I trained for"
"It's all I know"
Thank you lord
For not letting him go
"You'll get a job"
"There's lot's of thing's you can do"
"But I'm a soldier mum"
"My buddies , The time's we've been through"
"I will pray for your buddies
Please god keep them safe
But you are my son
I can not lose you
It was totally stupid
I just twisted the wrong way
Torn muscle's in your back
Is all the doctor's could say
So I'm sorry son
That your feeling such pain
But your back will get better
And you'll be well again
It's such a shame you hurt your back
Inside I smile
But, It stopped you son
From being sent, to fight in Irac
And I'm sorry, so sorry
For the people, who are there
But this son is mine
I'm a mother, I care
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