Whitney Nicole Albright* Poems

Sunshine streams through her golden hair.
And like a star, she beams with the brightest flare.
Sweetness pours from her skin so fair,
My Addie Claire.
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I used to wish I had blonde curly hair
With bright blue-green eyes.
I'd curse my wide hips
And want to shrink my thighs.
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I try to imagine the fear you felt,
The inner reluctance that made you quiver,
As you made your way through the brambles
To put your baby in the river.
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Saydie Belle closed her sleepy blue eyes
And heard a song, to her suprise
So she tucked her blond curls behind her ears
And followed it closer so she could hear
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The autumn’s presence has come on strong
The old bull frog’s tweedling his drone
And the bird chirrups and seems to belong
All in a melodious song
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While I toss in my empty bed
Your feathers hang above my head
Give me dreams so lovely and fair
As you catch my little night mare
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The lion before the storm
Watches the lightning’s strands
Before the rain gathers
In the lonely lands
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I drove slow through this country town
Looked at businesses time's closed down
I flipped through my memory of when it was alive
I remembered how Halls Red & White looked in '95
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His lonely arms tried to fold
And whisper a story ancient and old
But tangled branches showed evidence of persistance
Yet those arms, they only grew more distant
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When I was a kid on every weekday
You could find me down at the Wadley Cafe
Customers would order a good fillet
Or wait in line at the warm buffet
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