little things

All’s Just

A rose is just a rose

When methodically it’s chose

Yet a rose is so much more

When a surprise left at your door

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A kiss is just a kiss

When given hit or miss

Though a kiss is so much more

When from who you adore

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A life is just a life

When hiding from others strife

But life is so much more

When one finds what life is for

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And death is just death

When we take a final breath

Or a life forever more

When we’ve left an open door

 ~*~

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Steal this Poem

G’head punk, make my day

Steal this poem as you may

I’ll write another, take that one too

Then I’ll pen prose, making fun of you

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Take from me, indulge your greed

Plagiarism, the affirmation we need

Don’t you worry I’ll rhyme some more

I’ve infinite topics to explore

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But you, my friend, only do one thing

You’re a one note wonder, that can’t even sing

While creators create, both good and bad

A thief’s life will always and only be sad

~*~

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Trying Times

I tried to pen a beautiful rhyme

But I cried most every time

I’ve tried to write a love song

But the notes all came out wrong

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I tried to bake a birthday cake

All I got was a burnt mistake

I’ve tried to pick you wild flowers

Till’ the bees rained down like spring showers

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I try to say I love you,

each and everyday

I’ll try again tomorrow,

when the pain’s gone away

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Thank You Friend

Thank you friend for sharing with me

Your warmth and laughter and all there’s to see

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You’ve come into my heart, made me look inside

You’ve made me realize what I’ve always been denied

A new emotion now exposed, feelings I can’t hide

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It’s a feeling that is new, a feeling that is true

This feeling is love and I’m sure it’s for you

This love for you so hard to contain

Though resist I must to cause you no pain

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I know of your love once had, now gone

I know of your tears and how each day you mourn

This pain you carry and cannot ignore

Time and friends, the only cure

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Please let me help and be a friend

Together we’ll make all this hurt end

We can speak of the future or yesterday

We can chat under moonlight or whisper by the bay

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Thank you friend for sharing with me

Your warmth, laughter and all life can be

For all you’ve done, I’m indebted to you

How to repay, I have no clue

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I owe you my life, I owe you my love

I owe you the stars and moon above

I owe you more than I can give, regardless of expense

Thank you friend for these feelings so intense

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I owe you most the time and space that you need

For you I must comply, despite my wants and greed

Together we’ll let time and fate take its natural course

We’ll share another day free of remorse

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We can talk of the future or yesterday

We can chat under moonlight or whisper by the bay

We can run through the rain or stroll in the park

We can sit on a beach or share secrets in the dark

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While lovers may come, lovers may go

We’ll be good friends always, this I know

Yes, to you I give my thanks, my friend

And my love for you that will never end

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Java Java Java

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My silent alarm, works every day.

Dreams of coffee wafting my way.

I get up quick to make water hot.

Then longingly watch the drips in the pot.

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When half way full the process proceeds.

The quest begins for the rest of my needs,

A big cup, of course, some sugar and cream.

And something to stir a new coffee dream.

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My brew perks away then perks me up.

There’s nothing better than a second cup.

To sip and to savor and share the sunrise.

The beauty’s doubled with wide open eyes.

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I think it’s the drink I drink the most,

Columbian, Sumatra or a dark French Roast.

Whole-bean or ground, instant or drip,

They all taste great from the very first sip.

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Winter hands on a hot mug are nice.

In the summer it’s refreshing with ice,

Or a flavorful syrup or tasty ice cream.

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Can I Haz Tomorrow?

My cat had a vision the other day

Of a future, not long away

She stood on the moon

Gazed into the gloom

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Where once a planet spun

Fresh air, naps and scratches, oh what fun

Food abounds for every taste

Till wolves overcame and all was a waste

~

Wars were fought over piles of trash

And our once cozy home now a ball of ash

~

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