JAMES T. ADAIR Poems

Seems like I have the same thing
Every day
A routine that hardly varies
and might be here to stay
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The primer unlike it's name alludes
Is not so prime
It is bound to crack and weather
Before it's time
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Tragedy is a cruel teacher
Solemnly spoke the preacher
As survivors mourned the dead
Pain and screams echoing in their heads
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This is for a lovely friend

With all my heart I truly send
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Life is a series of broken dreams
Living...is getting to keep one!
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I always craved a home
And then finding one
I learned I was a wanderer
But if I had a home
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A kiss I send to you
To heal your heart so blue
Though you don't realize
I feel such good in you
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Lonliness
Can strike unexpectedly
At any time
With no reason and no rhyme
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Caught up in our own misery
We should never presume
That our suffering is unique
Many untold suffer
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