Terry Donovan Poems

I picture in my mind my ideal girl,
I picture in my mind the girl for me,
The sort that ought to set my heart awhirl
The sort that ought to set my spirits free.
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The sun's gone down, the day is done,
Now go to sleep, my little one.
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The dandelions, grass and borders wild,
Thistles, nettles, teasels, golden rod,
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They bought a big red motorbike,
Italian and quite dear
And had it fitted at the shop
With colour-matching gear.
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Our Sammy's had an accident,
His condition's touch and go,
Run over by a steam roller
(He always was so slow) .
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Turn left at the lighthouse
And follow the coast inland
Past deserted villages
That used to be so grand.
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Sleep tight, fair maid, forget the world and rest,
The time to put the day behind is now.
Let moonbeams dance upon your troubled breast
And angels smooth the furrows from your brow.
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Today I cried,
But no-one knew.
With none to love
And friends so few,
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I had a tiny seed of doubt,
I laughed at first, it's true
I even tried to spit it out
But couldn't and it grew.
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Moonlit melons,
Balmy beach,
Ebbing wavelets,
Silent speech,
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