I’ll give my love a rose in summer
and in winter a kiss under the mistletoe.
I’ll give my love the all of me
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When you cross the river of joy
don’t look back, at the disappointments you leave behind.
Think of the life ahead
and the happiness you will have.
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Sometimes life throws us a curve
from which future things develop.
Friendships are formed from a comment given.
We never know what is around the corner
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The clock on the wall
ticks our time away.
Second by second,
minute by minute
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I have a roly-poly lover
and her name is Two Ton Tess.
When she hugs me,
she squeezes me half to death.
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Across the skies at night,
streaks the wishing stars
as the heavens open up
revealing their vast glory
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When you’re up every morning
for work at the crack of dawn,
you think at the weekends
you can just lay back and yawn.
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Some people get jealous
at the talent others have
and set out to ridicule
them in someway.
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As the light of day descends
and darkness falls like a shroud
covering everything, in its wake,
the night becomes alive
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There is a question I am often asked,
of which I have no answer for at all.
The question is a simple one,
how do you write poetry?
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