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M.J. Henderson Poems
30 seconds of me
I’m falling. As I fall I see faces. Half I know, And either love them to bits,
Chased To My Death
The brumby runs with ease. I can’t stop running with the danger do near he thinks. He runs through a river but can’t stop to drink, I must keep running,
We look at the night sky and say, ‘Look, it’s a shooting star, Make a wish’. When in fact it’s a falling star.
When You Fall
When you fall, You fall hard. When you start to climb, You don’t always get to the top.
Don’t spend life looking for inspiration, Be the inspiration you want to see in life.
God Asked Me
If god asked me 10 years ago, If I wanted to live or die, I would say live. If he asked me now I would say die.
If angels were real, Then, Mine must be lost, For I can’t find help,
For Ever Just A Bud
If life is a flower
Help is always there, So instead of pushing it away, Accept it with a smile, Then say thanks later.
Earth Around Me
The earth around me, Revolves without a problem. It does not get disrupted by, The petty problems of the people within.
Sorry, To the one I’ve hurt, Emotionally, Physically.
What I've Learned
I’ve learned, That the more you push, Someone away, The closer you pull them,
Is It To Much Too Ask?
Is it too much to ask, For you to love me, For whom i truly am? At what price,
Theres No Point
Life has no point, When you can’t see any point. It takes to much effort, love, And
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(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963)
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30 seconds of me
As I fall I see faces.
Half I know,
And either love them to bits,
Or don’t appreciate them for who they are.
Are the unknown.
Figures of my future,
Or my past.
The faces fly past me as I’m falling.
As they go past,
They say things.
Things that I want,
They promise to make,
The pain go away,
To fix my broken heart.
They say they can give me,
And even a bridge.
Then the faces disappear,
And darkness enfolds me,
I’m picking up speed,
And I see the...