Peter Hall Poems

A warm summer's day at a freshly mown park
Hearing kids smile and hearing dogs bark
I sit and enjoy at a bench made of wood
I think about God and how He is so good.
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The pies are hot
The beer is cold
It must be Saturday afternoon.
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He wakes up in the morning
And regrets another day,
Puts on his daily mask
To prove that he's OK.
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The northern hemisphere summer sky
Is still bright at eleven
The middle of summer is an exciting time
As it lights up the mountains and heaven.
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Depression is pride
Why aren't I perfect?
I am better than this,
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Something we all have to accept
Is that nothing stays the same
it's so easy to sigh and lament
Than accept life's looking for change.
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Put a crown above their head
And watch them grow into it,
Put a crown above their head
And they will gladly wear it.
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There once was an eagle in a nest
Immature and young who thought he knew best
And there were many things he didn't know
Except some doubts and highs and lows.
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The pain is so great
I need some relief
The 50 pence Valium
stops the shameful creep.
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The guard puts him in, at exactly quarter to nine
The four walls remind him, he's a prisoner doing time
His prison greys remind him, daily of his crime
Welcome to the cell, and what it's like inside.
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