Barbara Stahly

Alone am I and wondering why.
All I ever wanted was someone to love
A sweet, loving man who loved me too.
I did love several but they weren't right.
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Janice my dear, daughter of mine,
So sweet and loving and pure of thought.
Given to me from the Lord above
To teach us here all about love.
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Thoughts of you Russ fill my days
in oh so many different ways
when you were small and sweet as could be.
The years went so fast, too fast for me
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The pigeons fly to and fro
across the rooftops they do go.
coo coo they gently talk as
they do their rooftop walk.
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SPRING

Spring is here, I feel it in the air
The days are longer, the sky so blue
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Dear dad, I never got to tell you
what you really meant to me.
I wanted to be your little girl
and sit upon your knee
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Camille my niece, oh so witty,
she's smart as a tack and so very pretty.
When she was little I called her a brat
but now she's grown up and made up for that.
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Dave oh Dave, so full of life,
here he is now with two kids and a wife.
When he was little, oh me oh my he'd try
my patience, oh what a guy!
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Redding is where I started my life
as a mommy and a wife.
There are mountains all around
it's a lovely little town.
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Oh how I loved you, with all my heart and soul
with you in my life I felt whole.
We were so very young and life was wonderful.
We had our babies, four there were.
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The rain came down over the parched yellow field
you could almost hear the field shout with glee.
The flowers and the trees were happy as could be.
The smell of rain was as fresh as the morning dew,
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What a daydreamer am I
always looking at the sky
I love the wind as it blows
through the trees,
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The days come and the days go
The sun shines and the wind does blow.
Each day is a new day, a time to love and
a time to play.
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Is it all real or just a dream
where nothing is as it really seems.
I wonder, I wonder, what does it mean.
What is our purpose on this place called
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I sit in my cottage by the sea
que sera sera, whatever will be
will be.
The blue green water is beautiful
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Why am I here?
A question I've pondered year after year.
I've studied this philsophy and that
and still have to wonder why am I here?
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Gone are the days when the streets
were safe and we left our doors unlocked
We played and we worked and felt safe and secure
but that is not the case any more
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The smell of food and sweat permeates the air
the heat hangs over the city like a blanket
The windows open wide, shouting from within
The kids play in the water from the hydrant
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The End of the Year

The end of the year is almost here
the days are cold and the trees are bare
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Johnny my son, I love you so.
Born to me on Christmas Day.
What a gift you were to me,
A treasure from heaven and the angels above, sent to me with all their love.
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