Velmar Pewee Hale Johnson Poems

A gently man of 64, eyes so blue, and kind,
Befriends a young boy who's lost, and lonely,
in the old man a good friend he'll find.
Two lost souls, one young, one old,
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People walking, freely talking of many happy days.
But then the wind begins to blow,
and all the angels let down holy snow.
City filled with children playing in the snow,
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Although you're nice, and I'd love to stay,
I must confess that I am gay.
You're very sexy, this is true,
but I could never have a relationship with you.
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Words could never truly do thee justice,
lovely one with eyes that capture my soul, and give it life.
There are a million thoughts of how one would describe thine beauty, but then beauty is just a word,
and ye are so much more.
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When the world seems scary, dreary, and sad,
look inside yourself, and the dreams you have.
Look past the pain, look past the sorrow,
reach for a better world for tomorrow.
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One day a ladybug, and a cockroach were happily on their way,
when they happened to meet each other on that warm, spring day.
The cockroach asked the ladybug, 'just who might you have been? '
The ladybug replied, 'I was a noble lady, a loving mother, and a queen.'
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She is a maiden so fair, and sweet,
such a lovely girl, who hathe men falling at her feet.
So dainty, and gentle, a lady she stays,
a queen among women, quite proper in her ways.
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Silently I wait for thee, gut wrenching
from the pain within my heart. Noble a lad
am I that watches from the window above
thee. If only I could speak to thee, my love.
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His blood was candy, and his soul was sweet,
they ripped open his belly, and grab for a treat.
His eyes filled with goodies, and treasures untold,
came his life to an end as this piñata did fold.
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Katrina, rushed head long into her fury,
down came the mighty waters like that of a raging Sea.
In every corner of New Orleans we clearly see,
just how cruel our dear Mother Nature can be.
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