Ronald Chapman Poems

In my eighty second year of life,
On this wondrous blue planet Earth,
I lie here in my hospital room bed,
Waiting for life to end in dread.
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O, hope!

Moon waves good day,
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You are my first one.
Are you ready for some fun?
The beating of our hearts is as one.
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The ivories' sleeping is like a lonely black piano.

Beautiful, small girl quietly fight a dusty, misty bench.
Hello, old friend. Did you miss me?
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Knowledge, awe and pleasure.
O, calm!

The LIGHT grows like a Glorious calling.
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Time passes as night blooms.
Her lips awoke the soul of the sleeping city,

She grabbed the microphone,
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Hope!

In the far off land of Dae-han-min-guk, on a brand new day.
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I miss you, my beautiful friend.
I can't understand these feelings.
They seem so strange to me.
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A pure heart,
A soul of an Angel,

A very special young lady in many ways.
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Manes sneaks!

Where is the king?
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