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 I took my yearbook from the drawer, The date on which I'll pass, And leafed through several pages And enjoyed a hearty laugh. Names I don't... [read more] |
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I don't know why I'm crying. Of course, I wanted out. My heart had long been battered-- So torn and tossed about. I don't know why I'... [read more] |
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Paw Paw told me long ago, When I was just a lass, The rolling stone will not grow moss, And about that "greener grass". But I was young and... [read more] |
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Memory's Song When the trees turn to flame much like fire, And the evening is crisper and fair, I can see through my heart's eye the f... [read more] |
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Love's Requiem When I am dead, encased in dirt, With the concrete slab in place, You may then know grief and a hopeless despair, But f... [read more] |
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I'm waiting... For the sound of your voice in my ear, Or a note straight from your hand to mine. Every day now you grow yet more dear, So I... [read more] |
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I Didnt' See The Artist I didn't see the artist. He painted while I slept. But I awoke in time to view His masterpiece in depth. Th... [read more] |
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Like a hum in my head when I'm driving Golden oldies are blasting away, Your voice fills my heart and I'm striving To hold it and make the s... [read more] |
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My daddy's hands were twisted From many a hard day's toil. The knuckles large and bulbous And his fingernails were soiled. But I knew when... [read more] |
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Autumn's Song [read more] |
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A Mother's Morning She sighs as she puts up the dishes. She sighs as she straightens her bed. No noise... [read more] |
 ونت أقول لو تنضر بعينك تشوف ما تنحى عنك نور طيفه و ملمعة حب صامد دونك هواه بينه لهوف ناضر النسمات تهز ما بين أضلعه قلي كيف كافي من همل با... [read more] |
 I can't turn back theres no return And the truth was said and I'm to burn I can't help the way I feel I can only hope your heart will heal I... [read more] |
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I thought I needed "it" That I couldn't live with out, not even for a bit The need, the want, the thought so pure But now that I have "it" I... [read more] |
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The tulips tilt their sculptured heads To gaze into the sun. The lime-green grass is peeping through, The suckle's on the run. I hear a melo... [read more] |