Linda Winchell Poems

You crossed my mind many times
but your demeanor was none I liked.
I tried to share the word of God with you
but it seemed to sting and caused some strife.
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Some say I look like the Milk Man
but I can't figure out just why.
I know he use to deliver milk to our home
I use to see his Milk truck daily passing by.
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Went looking through my wallet
thought I would find a buck or two.
But when I seen there was nothing in it
just that favorite photo taken of me and you.
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Tommy had a tippy cup
and it kept him really dry.
For when Tommy tipped to sip from it
in his mouth his juices would slide.
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I knew my two friends from the neighborhood
didn't really want to play, the game I wanted to.
When I kicked the ball past the goal
They laughed and kept the ball, between them two.
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There were games I use to play as a child
like hop scotch, or tag, ' your it! '

Red Rover, Red Rover let someone come over
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There may come the time in someones life
that a Spiritual Haunting creeps in the night.
Steeling Souls Spiritual level of where your at
Then finding it harder to get all earned back.
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Get your act together
read the script, lines written verse.
Your audience is only that of one
judging everything you've rehearsed.
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Smiley faces drawn by tiny fingers
on car windows with steam of breath.
Car windows filled with children's faces
with their noses on glass firmly pressed.
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The world is tightening up their belts
with less food now belts their wastes can fit.
There is less money to toss to the wind
and fewer marks for them now to hit.
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