RickyLee Barber

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When two souls are one,
They are joined by a ring.
There hearts beat together and shows for all to see.
When two souls are one, its nature at its best. The way they stick together, to struggle thru life's test.
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Grandpa green lived in a bean
his hair was black as cole.
He walked with a gimp and lazy arm
that looked stiff as a pole.
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How can I feel alone,
When so many are around.
How can I feel lost,
When sporadically I am found.
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Life is a wonderful thing,
But sometimes deals a blow.
Some will glide with little effort,
And some will actually know.
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I was told long ago.
By someone wise and old.
If you toss a little stone,
big ripples will unfold.
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They sat among saints
and all cried for lasting peace
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It's been said time and again
As well my memory knows.
The calm I keep, the fair I be
Is remanence of Jobe.
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Snow capped reaching out
Rocks tower in all angles
Valleys far below
Searching for renewed valor
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Along the old road
One lone Hawk prepares the day
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Listening to the world unfold
Not to understand at all
A certain talent that's foretold
A life that's yet to call
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One bush grows outside
one or two Rose will prevail
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To all he has none
to one he has lost it all
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Under my old hat
stands experience and heart
From now to the end.
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I watched the growing tree.
Young at first, straight and true.
Still I look up to see the leafless branches
unlike me steady and true.
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Look little wolf, what do you see
across the plains of the great prairie.
Listen little wolf, what do you hear
Past the great Buffalo and across the field of dear.
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Softly moving thru the air,
Moving things from here to there.
Going far and sometimes near, making sounds so crystal clear.
Over mountains it moves with ease,
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Knelt on a mesa, the warrior cries.
A spirit shaped cloud rises towards the sky.
Hailing ancestors that trailed in the past,
summoning tradition as his shadow is cast.
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