Where is the forest that once gave shade?
Where is the light when all’s been grayed?
Where is the love of friends once made?
Where is the value for what’s been paid?
Where is the time when memories fade?
Where is the end, will I be afraid?
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Mowers, blowers and flame throwers, it’s time to clean my yard.
Spring is here, just once a year, so it’s really not that hard.
Leaves and weeds and other debris will all just disappear.
And it only takes an hour or so, but my neighbors all live in fear.
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The police get called and a laugh we share, when the yelling’s done.
The officer gave the thrower a try and had never had such fun.
The smoke finally clears; my work is done; it’s time now to relax.
I think I’ll wear shorts today and take off these flame-proof slacks.
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April showers may bring May flowers.
But it ruined my new suede shoes.
I was going out for a first date,
but now I got the blues.
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Car wouldn’t start and my bike had a flat.
My cell phone bill was long unpaid.
I walked for nearly an hour,
my nerves tattered and frayed.
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I got to the movie, it was too late,
my date was nowhere in sight.
I turned around and headed back home.
I was hoping for an end to this night.
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The rain was getting heavier;
the wind started to blow.
I huddled in an alleyway.
I waited for the storm to go.
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A policeman stopped, just to check,
making sure I was O K.
I told him the whole story,
every detail of that day.
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He gave me a lift to my house.
But my keys I had locked inside.
My wallet too was forgotten,
I then went for another ride.
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I made a call at the station;
my mom must have gone out.
I then retold my story;
the cops looked on with doubt.
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They stuck me in a crowded cell,
I was tired, wet and cold.
The others asked what I was in for.
My story again was told.
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Some thought it was funny;
some thought I was a fool.
One said I was cute,
he thought my shoes were cool.
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I didn’t sleep at all that night,
afraid of what might come.
I shivered there for hours,
my feet were getting numb.
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My mother finally showed up,
she strolled in at around noon.
She yelled that I should grow up.
I said I may and May can’t come too soon.
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I got fired from my job for eating French fries.
I had some good reasons but the boss said they’re lies.
I only yelled a little and someone called the cops.
My life got put on hold but the bullshit never stops.
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I couldn’t find work and couldn’t pay my rent.
So I slept in my car, I didn’t have a tent.
I didn’t have an address, didn’t get my mail.
I missed my court date and almost went to jail.
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The judge gave me a choice of prison or the service.
Prison was no choice but the service made me nervous.
I made my decision, the Navy was my place.
I wasn’t truly free but had a smile on my face.
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Things were going pretty well at least for a bit.
Then I got really drunk and caught a rash of shit.
Apparently I said too much to the girl of my dreams.
Turns out she’s a narc, cos nothing’s as it seems.
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My career ended there and I was back out on the street.
I had to do something just so I could eat.
By chance I found a carwash whose owner’s never there.
I spoke with the manager with issues that we share.
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I spent my days getting dirty cleaning others’ gloom.
I didn’t like the job but it paid for my room.
Then I got my GED and was ready for a change.
I enrolled in junior college but the kids all seemed strange.
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I didn’t quite finish but I did learn to learn.
I found what we do best are for things we truly yearn.
I wanted a big house, so an architect I would be.
But I couldn’t get the money to earn that degree.
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I settled on drafting and those two years served me well.
I finally saw a future beyond my life in hell.
Life could be no better, found love and raised a child.
The world blossomed before my eyes until it all went wild.
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Agony drained my beautiful wife.
Her eyes closed and ended our life.
In the shadows of sorrow I wished for an end.
My long upward spiral was now a downhill trend.
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Several years have passed and the future again looks bright.
I count my many blessings each and every night.
Time can slip away but I’ve got none left for crying.
And if to ask why it’s that I’m truly trying.
Yesterday’s banked, tomorrow’s free.
Value’s relative but worth you’ll see.
Invest yourself and profits soar.
Share goodwill and you’ll get more.
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Money’s made and money’s lost.
The time that’s spent is the cost.
There are no rain checks or returns.
The change that’s kept is what one earns.
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Rich or poor, young or old,
forget the bull you’ve been sold.
I’m here to say, without a doubt;
love is what this life’s about.
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Kisses on her neck
Nibbles on her lobes
Curves gently caressed
Tingling in her toes
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Breathing grows heavy
Candles light our way
Sounds of passion louden
Violins softly play
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Time losses presence
Euphoria sets the tone
Bliss’s soon to follow
As one, not alone
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Baby’s first spring blooms with joy.
There’s grass for sitting and nature’s their toy.
There are leaves to touch and bugs to see,
flowers to smell and the buzz of a bee.
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The sun is warm and the sky is blue.
A breeze tickles toes where once a shoe.
Daring they get and start to crawl.
They chase the cat chasing the ball.
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Mom gets it first and giggles they share.
She tosses the ball high in the air.
Little eyes get rubbed, its naptime soon.
Then there’s lunch on a spring afternoon.
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I woke before the sun.
To have my morning fun.
But I couldn’t see my pad.
And my memory’s really bad.
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I waited for the light.
To free me from the night.
But my pencil disappeared.
And my memory is as feared.
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I found a piece of chalk.
But then I saw a hawk.
I forgot the task at hand.
I’m sure it would be grand.
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I took a step outside.
The hawk flew off to hide.
A squirrel then ran past.
Man, are those guys fast!
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The chalk now is dust.
My morning’s now a bust.
The sun’s now getting high.
And I now wonder why.
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Springtime beckons to one and all;
life’s beginning, unlike the fall.
Evening’s crisp and tomorrow shines,
blooms hide the naked lines.
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The air is fresh with skies of blue;
warmth thaws the winters’ view.
Days growing longer on a smiling face,
sunset walks set the pace.
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Summer’s next, its appeal clear,
but cool it’s only one fourth the year.
Spring is best I must confess,
a shared opinion’s my seasoned guess.
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The world has changed while we slept.
The changes swift when once crept.
Boundaries crossed and overstepped.
A sea of red this world’s been swept.
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Some have saved, some have prepped,
some have learned and others pepped,
some laughed while others wept,
the choice is freedom or precept.
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With every end comes incept.
Those unbroken, will is kept.
Off the cliff we’ve now leapt.
Do we soar or blindly accept?
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I woke up this morning. WOW!
Realizing then that when is now.
Plans were made, now they’re done.
Twenty plus years, most were fun.
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Knowledge, experience, often joy,
the world of art was my toy.
Objects of yore floated my way.
Yes, no or maybe is all that I’d say.
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The good stuff was mine to freely explore.
I’d do my magic and ask for more.
All was good then a new owner came.
AI is here and nothing’s the same.
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Most often it’s wrong, sometimes it lies.
It can’t see age or brush strokes in eyes.
Partial signatures’ will blow its mind.
So, no dollars there for it to find.
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It only recalls and cannot deduce.
The language is wrong and always obtuse.
Those not knowing think it’s a no-brainer.
But people who do need no disclaimer.
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I woke up late and missed the dawn.
Tribulation’s already spawn.
The light of day consumed the stars,
sounds of birds replaced by cars.
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But spring is here and days are long.
Nature’s rebirth is going strong.
A failed alarm won’t trouble me.
Hello new day, we’ve much to see.
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Cool
A warm winter day,
snows melting, Spring’s on the way.
Good or bad, let’s play.
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Work’s a place to go;
when you can’t afford better,
or work is your life.
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Heated
When left in the dark,
Most people will light matches.
Then it all burns down.
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My time is wasted yet yours is carefree.
My dreams are of you, but you don’t see me.
I’ve tried to leave, and you tell me to stay.
My heart then aches for another day.
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You only keep me close to keep me down.
I only see you smile when you see me frown.
You’re a vision of lovely, my mind’s a mess.
I gave you my love and you couldn’t care less.
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I’m just a possession you wear on your arm.
I turn my back, and you turn up the charm.
Your eyes sparkle when you turn a man’s head.
My fears inflamed in our ice-cold bed.
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You only keep me close to keep me down.
I only see you smile when you see me frown.
You’re a vision of lovely, my mind’s a mess.
I gave you my love and you couldn’t care less.
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Our friends know the score, each take a side.
Some say I should run; some say you should hide.
Some say don’t go but all tell us lies.
We know the truth; we both lived the whys.
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You only keep me close to keep me down.
I only see you smile when you see me frown.
You’re a vision of lovely, my mind’s a mess.
I gave you my love and you couldn’t care less.
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In like a lion and out a lamb,
Spring is needed; February can scram.
March isn’t great but it could be worse,
at least it’s the end of our winter’s curse.
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April’s deceiving, warmth we presume.
May is delightful, life is in bloom.
June is my favorite, the days extra-long.
July is summer with nights full of song.
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August is hot and September’s up for debate.
October’s chilly but the colors are great.
November and December are both full of cheer.
Then I wait for the lamb to start my new year.
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Conservatism:
Cons, ex-cons and conned trumping
the Constitution.
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Valentine’s day is tomorrow, what am I to do?
Candy’s getting old and it’s to cold for the zoo.
Flowers too soon wilt and never will surprise.
Dinner’s always nice, but no burger, shake and fries.
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Jewelry’s too expensive and ends up in a drawer.
Lingerie’s always fun when it ends up on the floor.
Romance will be expected, so don’t forget the card.
Valentine’s day is tomorrow, it shouldn’t be so hard.
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The air is cold and the sky is gray.
It’s time again for Valentine’s Day.
Lips are warm and soon to be kissed.
It’s a winter’s day not to be missed.
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Flowers found to make the day bright.
Candy presented to each share a bight.
Hands are held and everything’s fine.
Happy Valentines, will you be mine.
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Valentine’s Day is coming,
it’s time to make a plan.
Get those wheels turning,
show her you’re her man.
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Perhaps a romantic dinner,
the dishes then are done.
Then take her dancing,
you’re sure to have some fun.
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Don’t forget the flowers,
some candy and a card.
Leave yourself a note,
it shouldn’t be that hard.
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Treat her extra special,
stare into her eyes.
Tell her you’re the luckiest,
and she’s the grand prize.
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Tell her that you love her,
show her in every way.
Make her your Valentines,
each and every day!
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Much surprised by the calendar today.
Valentines’ is less than a month away.
I’ve thoughts to think and things to buy.
There’s flowers and candy, gladly no pie.
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I should be ready; it comes every year.
A showing of love to make things clear.
A poem’s expected and that means stress.
My pencil’s dull and my mind’s a mess.
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The time is short, and my list is long.
I’ve much to do and can’t be wrong.
I love to write but when I choose.
When I’m forced I get the blues.
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That’s much like life, at least for me.
I’m at my best when I’m free,
sharing a life with my best friend.
We’ll laugh and love until the end.
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She makes my life a joy to live.
So something special I’ll need to give.
These next few weeks won’t be much fun.
Then again, I might be done.
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Letters we’ve sent, letters we don’t,
some we regret and some we won’t.
Some we forget, some we obsess,
some move forward, others regress.
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The future will tell what we choose,
what we keep and the things we lose.
We’re in charge but not always sure,
some will quit while others endure.
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Love it seems a double edged sword,
piercing the heart where life is stored.
Push too hard and the feelings gone,
though properly placed in we’re drawn.
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Staying sharp we all can agree;
brings out the best in you and me.
Sharpen your pencils, grab your pad,
connect the dots and you’ll be glad.
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Tis the wind that taps my glass.
I close my eyes with hope to pass.
Tis the wind beats on my door.
I cower and cover till no more.
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Tis the wind that haunts my home.
Forever it lurks where I roam.
Tis the wind that rattles my brain.
Run do I, none to gain.
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Tis the wind wherever I go.
Till ash am I then it to follow.
Tis this wind shall set me free.
Scattered safely I shall be.
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