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Leslie Young Poem
Do you ever get the feeling your all welled up inside? Tears start to pour and its something you can't hide.
The feeling of so much joy and love;
like water over flowing from a big wash tub.
Your heart grows so big it feels like its coming out of your chest;
Its the moments like this that I love the BEST!
Copyright © Leslie Young | Year Posted 2017
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Leslie Young Poem
There is goodness to find in everyone's heart.
Just waiting to be set free.
Always look into their hearts, and never judge just by what you see.
Why can't we ever listen to what someone has in their heart;
Always gossiping and lying trying to tear lives apart.
If the flaws are all you look for,that's all you will ever find.
With a heart so empty and eyes that are blind.
So try saying a kind word to the next stranger to walk by,
Just maybe then he will give kindness a try.
Copyright © Leslie Young | Year Posted 2017
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Everyone says I'm too wild and the family disgrace.
Yet its me they all call if someone needs put in their place.
I'm always the first one there if anyone needs me;
Yet when its me needing someone, no one seems to see.
No matter how hard I try I can never get it right;
Sometimes I just wanna give up to exhausted to fight.
But you can not take what I have deep inside.
What I let you destroy is for me to decide.
So if I just give and let your cruelness win ,
I would never be able to look at myself again.
Copyright © Leslie Young | Year Posted 2017
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Leslie Young Poem
Politics are the reason our country's in the shape it is today.
Republican or Democrats, they both have to play.
We're supposed to be UNITED ,but this separation has caused a slump;
That's what our country needed was a businessman like TRUMP.
Copyright © Leslie Young | Year Posted 2017
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There is a monster inside all of us just waiting for one slip of the mind.
Once it's released ,it takes over and it's yourself that you never find.
First you lose yourself and then your real friends you will avoid.
Sometimes in the end, it's your whole family you have destroyed.
I've seen this monster up close and looked him in the eye,
His name is ADDICTION and your need to get high.
I battle this monster daily and it wins more often than not.
I can't show you all the scars it left but the pain can never be forgot.
I will continue to battle daily all the way to my end;
I can only pray that all my struggles will one day help a friend.
Copyright © Leslie Young | Year Posted 2018
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Leslie Young Poem
Its that time of year the leaves all fall,
The days grow short as winter makes its call.
Temperatures drop and the cold sets in;
Let's build a big fire and watch for the snow to begin.
Soon everything will be covered in a blanket of white,
Its so calming and peaceful to see such a sight.
Wintertime you see is my favorite time of the year,
Comfy and cozy with my loved ones here.
Copyright © Leslie Young | Year Posted 2018
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