Cynthia Buhain-baello Poems

Never expect the loss of one life
To cease the cause of any strife
Nor will the quick demise of one
Close the book and all is done
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Like a good medicine
It is the oil on a man's wagon
His sunshine in the rain
The breeze that blows his sail on.
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Don't ask about my past
I don't live there anymore
With God my life to bless
I got a new address.
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I do not read to dissect a poem
It's not there for analysis
Although with insight, it can become
A good specimen for diagnosis.
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Regal in blue green feathers
Spread like a giant royal fan
He swoons a peahen lady lover
And hopes to win her if he can.
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We all had past regrets
But take a moment's pause
The pain we must forget
And the scars these may have caused.
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What is a friend?

One who stands with you
Through all the good and bad
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In my nothingness, be glorified
For everything I have all come from You,

Remove the dross and foolish pride
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Constant
Pouring rain breaks
A hard rock to pieces
Pain, like rain, when poured out daily
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When it's my time to go
I want no sorrowed tears
Lived my life the best I know
And did not waste those years.
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