November fumed with poppies here,
remember Veterans everywhere.
Why O why must we wait so long
to give tribute in word and song.
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When love comes softly and the rainbow cradles the open sea,
I look to the sky and find your face lovingly, looking at me.
When love comes softly and the whisper of the willow trees flow,
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Ahh the blossoms wake in the morning light,
the faint aroma of roses grace the air.
You are a blessing to my eyes,
I touch you gently with my fingertips.
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These words I write,
come from deep within my soul.
They come in the middle of the night,
a gift of God's console.
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Opening my eyes at the break of day.
Looking beyond our window, far away.
Water draping the frosted glass,
brought back memories of our past.
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Spare me the rhetoric of which you speak,
of high hopes, progress, and barren streets.
Take your buildings, your towers, your stores.
Place them where the sun shines no more.
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Our family pet wasn't really considered a pet, we thought of
her as a family member. She was a beautiful white poodle full
of love. she was an elegant little lady and she knew it.
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Take my hand and lead me away,
to a place where freedom reigns.
Where the valleys deep with love,
cry out, no more pain, no more pain.
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