Jan E Smith Poems

Thinking, feeling, loving and sharing.
Time with us must be for caring.

As I stop to think of years gone past,
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When I was but a baby you held me in your arms.
Told me all those stories, and kept me from life’s harms.

Now I am all grown up, yet I still need you so.
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Yes it’s just another day
Of asking why life is this way.
I try so hard to do what’s right.
My soul grows weary of the fight.
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Did you ever stop and wonder why,
or do you even care,

Some people live just to get high,
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What is sad, mad or even glad?
Do they relate to good or bad?

The anniversary of Darrel's death is here.
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Peace, tranquility, calmnes of mind.
Leaving our troubles so far behind.

Coming together, our lives to share.
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What is the age that makes us old?
When laughter stops and hearts grow cold.

The milestones we all must reach.
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When did it happen? And was it all me?
You seem further away then you used to be.

Was it something I said, or the me that I am?
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Memories of you flood my mind.
Your voice, how it calms my soul.

The words you speak so soft and kind
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With the purest of intentions,
dreams are still shattered.
Searching for the answers,
when it never mattered.
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