Charles Hancock Poems

She sits in rainy solitude
Serenely waiting his return
Just time and quietude
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Today, I listened to the banshee's wail
Some believe that to be an old wives' tale

Today, I heard the ringing of the death knell
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She'd nearly finished her green gater
When I informed our waiter
Of what we wanted for food and drink
I stressed to him, absolutely no pink
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He fervidly kissed her goodnight
Under a luminous moon light
It was remarkably late
For only their second date
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If I had an discarded Mason jar
For keepsakes that remind me of you
It would glow like the North Star
From all the things I'd compress into
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There is a young lady with a old soul
Her virtues are something to extol
She'll smile and give you a wink
Even when the gab really does stink
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Once I knew the way back home
Restless hearts tend to roam
Like a discarded bottle in the ocean
Just going along with the motion
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We can't stop the time bandit
From snatching the sands of time
Like rain and wind on granite
Mother Nature's merciless crime
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Hot summer night
Soft breeze blew
Full moon bright
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We have a son, Samuel is his name
He has a twin, but they aren't the same

As a baby, I felt his name should be Taz
Hell in diapers, he was full of pizzazz
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