Lonely are the nights
Lonely are the days
Lonely am I, in so many ways
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Childhood Faded away,
to a far away land,
simple, so simple were we,
Days of Play,
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As out the window,
I look, more snow today,
have only one thing to say,
take our snow please.
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There are times we feel,
like giving up,
empty, drawn out,
life not worth living,
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A Time to live,
a time to die,
life is like a vapor
so short and swift.
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Who am I to criticize others,
I'm a poet in my own time,
my own place and my own world.
I just write what I see feel,
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Do you barely see,
the sun in the sky,
when you know it's very high.
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Birds of spring they
bring on so many things
sounds they send
to each other,
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Today heard a beautiful
sound, it was up in a tree,
sitting on a branch so alone,
spring is near by.
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Back home again
in the yard
I used to play in
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