Tell me I do not have tomorrow,
Tell me I have just this day to live;
I will not dwell on last night's sorrow,
But I will focus on what I have to give.
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You turned around in bed and I went numb,
How could I be so foolish and so dumb?
You weren't the gal I thought you was,
My mind was blank...my head...all fuzz.
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You may not miss me
when I'm gone,
And I'll not hold my breath;
I must leave this forlorn place,
...
So long, my fellow poets,
I'm off on a trip to Maine;
I expect to see a moose or two,
and probably...some rain.
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I want to get away, to where the air is brisker,
To where the mountains climb the sky -
To where the the mind is frisker,
and the eagle and the condor fly.
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A thousand eyes peered from the hillsides,
nestled there amongst a great, green sea;
a sea of grass, but nonetheless a sea...
and the dandelions laughed at you and me.
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I walked with you today,
the day you said to rest...
but I needed the exercise,
to look and feel my best.
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A woman died today,
In the springtime
of the year;
Someone loved,
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There are tears to make one happy,
and tears to make one blue;
Tears amongst the laughter,
and when the gloom descends on you.
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There are no roses in this garden blooming,
Their stalks have all withered and died;
They died the day that you left me,
and the feelings I had deep inside.
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