david lessard Poems

Here is where I'll stay forever,
Rooted to this land -
Though I may wander here and there,
Right here is where I'll stand.
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I will not stop for Death,
so he or she will stop for me;
I can't think about the future,
the present's enough you see.
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This poem has no name,
it hasn't any shame,
it's neither good, nor bad,
it seeks not recognition
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Father, You alone can heal me,
You alone, can make me well-
Your power set me free,
I think no longer, that I will go to hell.
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What will I do without you?
What can I say that's not been said?
We tried our best, but it was futile,
I wanted love, but lost my head.
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will you love me when I'm old and gray?
when my hairline is receding?
will you flee or will you stay?
when Viagra, I'll be needing.
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Here's to the Irish, that special breed,
That race that laughs at sorrow,
The race that cries when happiness,
Shows its face tomorrow.
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do you know the way to San Jose?
I got lost and can't find the way
I ended up in Alberquerque,
hada green chiil burro as a desertie.
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there are seventy years of weather etched in my face,
lines that came from laughter, a few from salty tears;
some wrinkled skin from the wrath of dreaded cigarettes,
some splotches from the worn out welcoming of years.
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I would lasso the moon for you if I were able,
but I'm just an ordinary man that loves you so;
I can however, bring you chocolates and flowers,
and secret gifts that only you would see and know.
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