Cheryl Adair Poems

theres a fly in my soup
should i let him drown?

theres a fly in my soup
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you and i have come a long long way
travelled a lot of back roads and highways
we've seen the best and worst there is to see
and thru it all you've meant so much to me
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I had a dream of you
and your crystal blue eyes
I stepped inside your soul
and I knew you for a moment
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as we are eternally bound by love
destined to walk the road of life
as we vow to be forever true
i will hold you close to me
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in the distance i can hear
the approach of the planes
bringing their fiery death
which they dropp like rain
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a path of dirt - weary and worn
a roosters cry in the early morn
a wooden fence - stretching a mile
a porch swing where they rested awhile
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theres a world outside of mine
but you know, sometimes i forget
to stop and take a look around
i get so caught up in 'me' (and yet)
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Somewhere past the setting sun
close to where the rivers run
Wrapped in cloaks of evergreen
never heard and never seen
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Love is the dressing
that binds all wounds
and stills the flow of blood
Until the healing powers
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you come to me now and offer to share
you hold out your hand so i'll think you care
you tell me you're sorry and you just didn't know
that i was waiting and that i needed you so
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