Elizabeth Benedict Poems

When most people have something to do
I'm crying.
When most people have a life to live
I'm dying.
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Blissful days
are ahead.
The past is gone,
and so is dread.
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It's good to be
Right where I am
In the arms of the Man,
Unseen.
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Life goes by
And I wonder why
When all I do is sit here and cry
About the days long past
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You left me at a time
When I was tiny and red
You left me at a time
When I couldn't even crawl out of my bed
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Is it too late for love?
I hear the song of a dove
Outside my window.
Just now I got up to close the door
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Better
He loves me
Better
I'll stay
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Let Him in
Let Him work
Let Him try
Because I've been a jerk.
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