Paula Glynn Poems

Written in the scars of this heart,
My heart has been battered and bruised,
I have been taken advantage of,
I have been alone and confused,
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I am competitive by nature, so you lose, I win,
I owe you nothing, I work hard,
I am bull headed, I carry out difficult tasks,
I pull that tractor, I lift up that car,
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I love a cup of tea with a magazine and bar of chocolate,
My husband loves to have a cup of tea with his egg and newspaper,
And at work I make tea for all my colleagues,
And regularly have a refresher at lunch,
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Gold glitters around my neck,
Like a beautiful noose,
Stating grandeur and wealth,
And I will walk in my party heels,
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He calls me his candy girl,
And says he has a sweet tooth,
For I am the birthday girl,
That is too sweet to be used,
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How I have missed you Essex,
With your big county dreams,
And your green, green fields,
In the heatwave of a summer,
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Paint me a picture of the beauty known as life,
Where flowers of all colours bloom in the spring and summer,
And autumn paints a spooky picture,
With the ghouls and ghosts of Halloween.
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The tropical sun shines down upon my skin,
As I taste mangos and pineapples,
The sun caressing my soul,
With its dry heat, but I am not dying in this desert.
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Walk on those elegant legs,
My dancing spider,
Dance on that web,
My dancing spider,
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Memories of a stolen youth that I treasure,
With happiness that I cannot measure,
For everything happens for a reason,
And it all matters in the passing seasons,
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