Cynthia Buhain-baello Poems

A day to have some time alone,
A day to have a chance to rest,
A day like others we have known,
Mother's Day is always best.
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Although I am weighed down
By the absence of Peace
I find solace around
With Mother Nature's bliss.
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When I read of his tragic story
I was deeply moved at the loss
For he was killed for the worst of reasons,
By treachery for a misguided cause.
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Against all odds you rose
To reach your many dreams
And turned around the words of those
Who had no faith in you, it seems.
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Great memories
And golden years of movies,
Your formidable screen face
Brought us really scary days,
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Some say their life's a lie,
Some say dreams always die,
In dark and weary lines
Deep sadness words define.
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Words cutting through the heart
Inflict hidden wounds that bleed,
The gripping pain that they impart
Live on through the years indeed.
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This gift that God gave is a blessing
A rare and growing source of joy,
Each day I find that with my writing
There's comfort, peace, that I enjoy.
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Just remembering the past makes me pause
And stop awhile, to assure myself it's over.
Fragments of the painful images can still cause
The tears to fall, but with freedom now, I feel better.
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The boy who cried 'Wolf! ' too many times,
In the end, was the liar who was not believed.
And those who copy others' lines and rhymes
Repeat Lies as truth, so are deceived.
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