Paul Warren Poems

Find me a place where the magpies chortle
And the summer's sun beats down from its mantle
Where a cool breeze blows at even tide
And the dust in the air makes the sky burn wide
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Crystal clear with devotion
A heart felt true emotion
Every day it dawns on me
Love truly given will be free
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Find me a place where the magpies chortle
And the summer's sun beats down from its mantle
Where a cool breeze blows at even tide
And the dust in the air makes the sky burn wide
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He was an old fella in overalls
With a greasy rags hanging out of his pockets all
And his finger nails were bordered in black
From the years fixin' engines on his back
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I challenged myself everyday
To get up and not waste away
For life for me was not all cheer
But to last to end the day was dear
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I wonder and admire those people true
Who answered the bugle's call those years through
For they were volunteers one and all
And how did they stay the distance in the call
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Do you remember lolly eggs so pretty
As part of your Easter Sunday kitty
They always rattled when you shook them well
Held together with halves iced I could tell
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Standing serenely with a faraway look
That would make a man simmer and slowly cook
A certain curl to her sensual lips
As she raised her glass taking slow short sips
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Who are you
Who gently calms me
When the tempest rages
And all hope is seeping away
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I'll leave the light on for you
As the darkness hides the dangers so true
And it will shine on so bright
Then it will stand out in the night
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