Connie Webb Poems

Do butterflies hear our cries
When we are in despair?
Sometimes when we’ve been sad
A butterflies been there.
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She planted a plant
To honor her mother – a teacher
Who won’t be here this year
To celebrate Mother’s Day.
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When I was a kid
I would shout
“Watch out, a bee! ”
Today while admiring the purple flowers
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When I was a young girl
There were guy jobs
And gal jobs
I never mowed a lawn
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Don’t you think
That at sometime
Somewhere
Someone
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I just want to lie by this open window
With the cool breeze
Enjoying the sound of the ocean
And the leaves fluttering on the trees.
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My friend was dying
Of congestive heart failure
But she was still alert
And a volunteer
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It is the second year
Without you near,
But I hold you in my heart
My love will never part.
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When I’m gone
Just look up to the sky
See the birds flying
And that is where I will be.
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Guitar sounds
Smiles bright
We were so in love that night.
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