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HER FRIEND UP ON THE HILL
 
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The roses smell so sweetly
Behind the picket fence,
The grass is rich and green
It gives off a fresh cut scent.
The lilacs are in full bloom
The veranda has been swept,
One glance the eye can see
How well the garden has been kept.
The shadow in the window
Shows an old but gentle soul,
I heard she took up residence
Not too long ago.
No one seems to know
How she keeps her home alive,
There is never any outside help
And no visitors stop by.
She enjoys her solitude
Each and every day,
She is seen sometimes at midnight
I heard a neighbor say.
As they watch her in the moonlight
They say it gives them chills,
For she is intently speaking
To someone up on the hill.
I hear she turns quite beautiful
When the moon shines down so bright,
To me there isn't any doubt
To whom she speaks at night.
I'm told she's still in good health
Violets bloom on her window sill,
And I think she owes it all
To her friend up on the hill.....
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I'M NOT YOUR TOY
 
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I've had my good times and my bad, At times I'm overwhelmed and sad. I try to look for the light in my life, But things people do cut like a knife. You think my life is peaches and cream, Why are you trying to trample my dreams, You think you really know me my friend, The reality is will you be there in the end. To you.. I'm happy go lucky.. hippie chick Joy, Don't play with my feelings...... I'm not a toy, Just remember I need love and respect too, I will always and forever give it back to you!
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THE PAST IS IN OUR DREAMS
 
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Leaving the past is harder then it seems, The past is all we know, The past is in our dreams, We can't forget our past no matter how hard we try, Even though the past is all that makes us cry.
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SEVENTH STREET CONTINUES..(SPINACH)
I'm trying to remember where I left off on my 7th street stories..Well it doesn't matter I'll just write about what I'm thinking of now. I will never forget how all five of us kids used to watch Popeye the Sailor Man.. oh we loved that cartoon.. we were convinced that since Popeye loved spinach and it made him strong enough to beat up Brutus that it had to be great.. WRONG!! We all begged my Mom to get us spinach.. We wanted spinach for dinner so we would get all strong like Popeye.. Well she gave in and bought spinach.. (she must have known what was going to happen since she was so reluctant to get it for us..lol). Well we all rushed to the table to get our spinach that horrible night..lol..We sat down and here came my Mom with a big bowl of wet grass(that's what it looked like to me)we all looked at it as she served it to us with disgusted looks on our faces. We were brave and actually took a bite.. oh gosh.. all of us at once spit it out back on our plate crying to our Mom.."You seved us wet grass it's yucky.. we hate it we want spinach!" She assured us it was spinach.. well to us it was yucky wet grass.. GROSS!! We all ran from the table and hid in our rooms! Needless to say we didn't watch much Popeye any more.. and spinach had become a "dirty" word in our house..lol.. P.S. I still can't stand the dreaded word.."spinach" oooh it sends chills down my spine...
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A PLACE FOR ME TO STAY
 
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There is a place
up there for me to stay
a place of fame and honor
even the world cannot deny
It's gleam is blinding
it's existence sure
a little way beyond the horizon
the peak Praise
Though it might seem rough
the road I am bound to tread
I'll go through pain and strife
Determination must speak
Till twilight becomes feeble
and the glory of its dawn
Fills my heart with the renown
that has so long endured
Then, it would be, then my friend
I will above all else stay
my head I will raise up high
Like the Victor I've always been!
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THE FANTASY AWAITS
 
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I can dance.. I can sing.. I feel the dragonfly's wings, Flip my hair in to the wind.. to that imaginary place, In the chasm that awaits.. brings a smile to my face, I feel the glow in the air.... my whirlwind fantasy begins, Just a step away it waits.. dreams and firey desires, I can dance and sing.... and now I'm jumping in.
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HER GARDEN STANDS ALONE (FOR MY SISTER}
 
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A beautiful garden now stands alone,
Missing the one who nurtured it, but now she is gone,
Her flowers still bloom, and the sun it still shines,
But the rain is like tear drops, for the ones left behind,
The weeds lay waiting to take the gardens beauty away,
But the beautiful memories of its keeper are in our hearts to stay,
She loved every flower even some that were weeds,
So much love she would plant with each little seed,
But just like her flowers she was part of Gods plan,
So when it was her time he reached down his hand,
He look through the Garden searching for the best,
That's when he found her, it was her time to rest,
It was hard for those who loved her, to just let her go,
But God had a spot in his garden, that needed a gentle soul,
So when you start missing her, remember if you just wait,
When God has a spot in his garden, She'll meet you at the gate....
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A POET'S LIFE
 
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A poem can be a rocket zoom
that poets ride beyond the sky
A poem can be a secret room
where poets watch the world walk by
A poem can be a loud fireworks boom
all whoosh and zing and sparkling fun
A poem can be a quiet bloom,
a room, a zoom, a zing
But poems are only flightless words
till poets grant them wings
It's better to live a poets life
then to live the live's of kings and queens
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