Thrice a day I write my poems,
The words just come to me,
Ideas flow from Mind to pen,
And end in verses for thee.
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Lack of the Muse causes turmoil and stress
When words will not come to me, unless
I think hard and long, and seek words to find,
But where are they hiding, and what behind?
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I have tried without success
All messages to write,
But words that I do express
Do not come out right.
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[This poem is forward dated ~ it is being framed as a gift for my step-daughter's Birthday] The poem was written on 28th June 2006.
Deborah, my thoughts are with you today,
Alas, I am distant from you,
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Life is for living, we are told,
From the time of our Birth till we are old.
Be Good to each Woman and Man,
Also to Animals and the Alien.
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The Almighty ordained that we
Recite annually the History,
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Twenty-Four Hours it's taken me,
Without too many breaks,
To reload my Computer today,
And without many mistakes.
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Yad Vashem and Beth Shalom
Are there to educate everyone
About How Six Million Jews were killed
And these Memories in all must be instilled,
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Sorry I cannot be with you
On this your special day,
But I shall be thinking of you
When you go out to play.
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I sit down sorting papers,
Bank Statements, Credit Cards,
I have a Tax Return deadline,
Finding the information is very hard.
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