Paula Glynn Poems

Just as people are a mystery, this whole universe is a mystery,
When time began with that big bang, we don't know,
All that matter condensed into one point is a mystery unto itself,
Why the world is the way it is, I know I'll never know,
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In this city excitement happens everyday,
No two days play out the same,
For the nightlife is cool to the extreme,
Where sometimes gangs play their games,
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This life is written in the stars,
Just as any horoscope prediction that could be written,
The Space Station sets out on its mission,
Navigating its crew to the mystery of the universe,
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Dreams are a mystery: I do not know where they come from,
I just hope not from a scary place,
I do dream of grass and fields,
And using my acrobatic skills as a shield,
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Purple silk caresses my skin like butter,
It is like the richest, darkest chocolate,
Wicked, yet magical, touches that soothe,
My skin soft to the touch,
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Second by second, minute by minute,
Hour by hour, day by day,
Week by week and month by month,
All add up to years passing by,
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I'm just sitting here thinking about my life,
Time seemed to tick by so slowly,
Yet here I am, old and grey,
But I lived everyday, doing things to the max,
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I am fizzy like soda pop,
And I don't like to stop,
I dance all night,
Stay up until morning light,
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Deep from Africa, she is a woman of colour,
Her history telling of whites who made them slaves,
And her relatives in America celebrate her,
And celebrate her hardworked for freedom,
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As rare as any pearl or diamond,
You are truly cherished,
You mean more to me than,
Any sundown or sunrise,
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