Edwina Reizer

I wonder as I look around
at all the beauty that I've found.
I've found it in the smallest places.
I've found it in the smiles on faces.
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A family is love
That puts itself above
Everything else in this world.
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How can I know what I can't see?
It's never been a part of me.

How can I know what I can't hear?
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When I see a tree cut down
whose life was not yet done
I look upon it with a frown
and then look at the sun.
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Life is a game at which we play.
We make our moves on every day.

Some are right and some are wrong.
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When the lion roars and makes himself heard
all in the jungle shall listen
As he stalks his prey from hunger he feels
on his face his eyes do glisten.
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Amelia, Amelia where did you go?
They’ve searched and searched
but still we don’t know.
Oh the courage to fly in the air
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Liar, liar we see the fire
coming from your mouth each day.
The fire that burns the truth
as we struggle along our way,
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Just the two of us
making memories all our own,
Just the two of us
have memories that have grown
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The frightened ballerina,
standing on her toes
stood behind the curtain
in a dainty pose.
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Sunshine, you're my sunshine
and without you nothing's right.
You warm me like the sunshine
when I see you in my sight.
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My favorite room is where I write.
I spend many hours there.
Morning, mid-day, even at night
in my favorite rocking chair.
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You want to have fear?
Listen to what you hear
emanating on sound waves
approaching your ear.
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A book unopened
leaves words to die.
A book unopened
leaves words to lie
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Some drink to take away pain.
Some eat and try to forget.
Some think and try to just stay sane.
Some cry big tears so wet.
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Why is it that man looks great
even with a bald pate?
And a woman’s crowning glory
usually has an early date
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America, my America land of liberty,
what can you say has happened to thee?
Can you still say with pride
just how you feel?
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The glorious days of youth don't last.
We play. We laugh and when it's passed
we wonder why it slipped away?
And when was that, on which day?
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Have we lost our sense of humor?
We must laugh on every day.
For without laughter life is dull
Like a stage without a play.
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Twas the night before Christmas
When all through my house
Not a creature was stirring,
Not even a mouse.
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