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Cherry on Top Sundries Shoppe

Every Sunday me and my Pop

Take a walk to the old sundries shop

Winter’s in boots and summer flip-flops

Anytime to the Cherry on Top

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It’s not just a store, it’s so much more

A magic box filled with sundries galore

It’s everyone’s first and their last stop

All the time at the Cherry on Top

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Welcoming doors always polished bright

Welcoming all to their sundries delight

Every week is a brand new crop

Any time at the Cherry on Top

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A place with things too many to list

Lipsticks for lips that want to be kissed

There are bouncing balls and bats that bop

All the time at the Cherry on Top

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Combs and brushes for hair and teeth

Halloween treats and Holiday wreaths

Baskets for bunnies with ears that flop

Any time at the Cherry on Top

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Row after row of this’s and that’s

There are racks for jackets, hooks for hats

Handles for brooms and buckets for mops

All the time at the Cherry on Top

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There’s cases packed with trinkets so bright

Batteries stacked for flashlights at night

They’ve got cards to send and cards to swap

Any time at the Cherry on Top

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Way at the back, there’s medicines there

Carefully mixed by people who care

They carefully measure, count and chop

All the time at the Cherry on Top

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Then the place – my favorite of all

It’s the lunch-counter, where I sit tall

Serving pie with whipped cream and gumdrops

Any time at the Cherry on Top

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They’ve cakes, cookies, turkey and roasts

My dad always gets; juice, eggs and toast

Sunday’s best at the old sundries Shoppe

I get my sunday, cherry on top

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The End

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A Poet’s Desire

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If I could turn my words into the finest wine

We’d sail on those balmy seas until the end of time

If I could print money on all the paper that I use

Our sky would rain confetti any time you choose

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If my wishes granted for all that I desire

We’d spent our moonlit evenings cuddled by a fire

And if my fantasies could ever be reality

All I’d ever need is for you to be with me.

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Life is Trying

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.

Keep the Change

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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Everyday Holiday

With Valentine’s Day now over,
it’s time to think of clover.
The reds have left the room,
now’s time for greens to bloom.
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Soon Saint Paddy will have their say.
And everyone’s Irish for that one day.
We’ll all feel lucky and have great fun.
Our joy will be shared, all as one.
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Like the four seasons the clover has four leaves.
And luck too will change as one believes.
While some things are real, some we choose to see.
And like a Valentine nothing’s ever free.
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The winter soon will end, spring’s almost here.
Summer and autumn will complete our year.
Though another year older we’re a bit more wise.
Think every day a holiday but without the lies.
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Share a toast with someone new.
Pick a flower for a special few.
And show your love to all your friends.
Then our holidays will have no ends.

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Morning Triku #178B ~ Change

Cool

A warm winter day,
snows melting, Spring’s on the way.
Good or bad, let’s play.
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Lukish

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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The Wounded and the Whys

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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Must Be Love Haikus

It must be love when

passions can’t be expressed in

haiku’s of amore

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It must be love when

our hearts beat faster by a

footstep at the door

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It must be love when

broken hearts are aching yet

we love all the more

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It must be love when

burning hearts blaze hotter than

science can measure

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It must be love when

our hearts are left shattered yet

chests still hold treasure

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It must be love when

all life appears inspired

and our hearts feel pure

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It must be love when

only a greater failure

seems to reassure

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It must be love when

our hurting hearts are healed with

love – the only cure

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It must be love when

hearts and minds know not, but it

Must Be Love – for sure

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Always Free

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I tried to force a poem today.
But poetry doesn’t work that way.
Seems all my words are kept at bay.
Thoughts simply sculpt what hearts convey.
With wheels unturned can’t play with clay.
That doesn’t mean my mood’s cold and gray.
Or that my feelings for you have gone astray.
Flourishes flounder, neigh to stay.
Gladly “I love you” I can always say.

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Soft and Hard

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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Broken Arrow

A healer of wounds or point to maim,
cupids draw’s reluctant of aim.
Bow’s untied but the bind pains,
the arrow pulled but the blood remains.
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I close my eyes and the future’s blurred.
I call her name but none is heard.
I feel her touch when I’m alone.
A smile returned no longer shown.
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My head still turns tho now a twist.
My heart still beats tho now half missed.
And this Valentines I wish not to start,
for a hole filled makes not a whole heart.

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Forever Valentine

Cupid’s precise with arrow and bow,
eyes tear as these words flow.
Emotion’s flood from every pore,
love’s felt to my very core.
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Heart’s beating our lives song,
all’s been noted and nothing’s wrong.
We’ll paint our future clear and bright.
The darkness past now filled with light.
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Our canvas is large with more to grow.
Our vision’s grand and we now know,
I am hers and she is mine,
now to each a forever Valentine.

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Steve
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Winter’s Warmth

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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Becoming Becoming

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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Ten, Nine, Eight …

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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Everyday Special

The groundhog’s soon to wake, but I don’t really care.
I’m always warm and cozy any time of year.
Winters always pass and spring will always follow.
Summers heat the flesh, autumn the vibrancy we all know.
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Nights share their endless stars, days our lives are bright.
Time’s just the space between. The universe knows what’s right.
Friends and family fill our needs, puts our minds at ease.
A special someone shares it all and all that we please.
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Mine’s lovely in the morning and more beautiful by noon.
Evenings’ she’s truly stunning beneath the glowing moon.
She’s innocent when sleeping, a little naughty when she’s not.
And I am overjoyed with this special love we’ve got.

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