Ray Hansell Poems

I opened up the closet door
To clean out the mess
When I removed the first box
Happiness I would express
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Inside a cold dark room
Snuggled under the covers
Wishing I was warmed
By a soft and gentle lover
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I opened up my email
There you were
I wondered to myself
What had happened to her
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I hope tonight was a sample
Of what I'll feel forever
Because the way I feel right now
Is a feeling I'll always treasure
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Sitting here in the doctor's office
In a most uncomfortable position
I know that I could complain
But then, who really wants to listen
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You're more than just a touch
You're more than just a hand to hold
Our whole life is in front of us
As our beginning starts to unfold
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I'm trying to find the right words
That I want to say
I want them nice and neat
Not in total disarray
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If life starts to get me down
I may want you to come around
But if I can make it through
Then I won't need help from you
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In the early morning hour
The sun is on the rise
I have to find a way
To try to shield my eyes
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Just a touch
From your hand
Makes me such
A happy man
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