Category Archives: 1983

DOES MY DAUGHTER CALL HIM DADDY?

I wonder if my daughter calls him Daddy When he tucks her into bed at night, Then when she cries herself to sleep And he tells her it’s all right, I wonder if she thinks of me at all. My … Continue reading

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MAKE-BELIEVE

Please take the time to talk to me And look into my eyes, Then you’ll see my sincerity. I have no hidden lies. I’d like to play a game with you Which children often play. Just one quick round of … Continue reading

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IT WOULDN’T MATTER

If all the stars which shine at night Should suddenly be gone from sight, The darkness wouldn’t frighten me. If every flower and each tree Should disappear so suddenly, Their beauty I would never miss. Let Death bring me his … Continue reading

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YOU ARE MY LIFE

If you should ever leave me, I fear that life would become An empty hole, devoid of purpose, And my existence in such a life Would be completely hopeless. I would surely go insane If I were to face life … Continue reading

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STARING IN THE PARK

She walked by without noticing That I was watching her As she walked gracefully, alone, Through the nearly empty park. At times she would stop And smile up at the clouds As a bird would take to the sky. I … Continue reading

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REFLECTIONS IN HER TEARS

I sat beneath the trees As the wind blew lightly Across the dark, moonlit valley. Quiet, peaceful solitude Surrounded me completely And I felt such comfort As I sat there gazing at the stars. I sat there alone in the … Continue reading

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“HE LOVES ME MORE”

The breeze blows lightly In the darkness of night, Then I see her face And know things are not right. Reaching out for me, She takes me by the hand As she starts to cry, And I don’t understand. Her … Continue reading

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STREET KID

The streets were never very kind. Quite young, the kid learned how to fight. He joined a gang and stole a knife. The streets were never safe at night. One night he heard a sudden noise. Instinctively, he drew his … Continue reading

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A ROSE IN BLOOM

I’ll never walk this path again To smell the roses, fragrant sweet. Their petals with their memories, Lie trampled now beneath my feet. I grew the roses just for you. Their beauty always made you smile, And yet their beauty, … Continue reading

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THE CRYSTAL CHANDELIER

The memories within this room Surround me with a sense of gloom As I stand waiting for you here Beneath the crystal chandelier. I wonder whether you’ve changed much Since the last time I felt your touch, Then on the … Continue reading

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