Randy McClave Poems

I have come to the end of the road
It is now time for my rest,
Oh yes, many times I have been slowed
And indeed I have lost some zest.
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As time does slowly unfold
Upon school memories we again try to hold,
Now we many are 60 plus years old
As we gather around once again.
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My hands clasped together in thought
To a spiritual answer I had sought.
One day without a prayer
Makes ones living bleak,
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I hear the howling no more
Nor do I see the deer play as I did before,
And the bear prints that were once in the snow
Where did they all go;
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Today is my birthday
And I am home all alone,
No "Thank You" for me to say
And no calls upon the phone.
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We were just five feet apart
When you first broke my heart,
As I sat at my desk in my chair
At you I had to stare.
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I don't wanna argue or fight
From pain I seek no pleasure or delight,
Nor do I want to hit or smite
Or hate someone because of spite.
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She said that I was funny
I wasn't trying to be,
Then that one hurtful remark
Brought me to my knee.
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I own a guitar
But, I can't play a chord,
I can't strum or finger the frets
Now my guitar is put away and stored.
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I hear the suffering from the hospital
From those young and old, and large and little,
They didn't take the advice that they were told
Now unto life many are just trying to hold.
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