Elizabeth Ungemach Poems

Born of fire
Died of stone
Across the ocean waves they roam
Taking with them life and land
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Impressive little warrior
With your striking eyes of blue
Your never cease to amaze me
And I'm very proud of you
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Look around… what do you see?
A clear, blue lake?
A willow tree
You might just spot a soaring eagle flying high and free
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I’m tired of the loneliness
I’m tired of the pain
And having everything to lose
And nothing left to gain
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A wind as still as night
A shadow lurks below
The ground… it is alive
It’s blood, a molten flow
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An image from the distant past sits inside a frame
Two happy people smiling and dancing in the rain
I look into the shining eyes of whom I'll never see or hear
The one's who gave me life
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My world crumbles down around me
It all just falls apart
My spirit has been broken
As has my aching heart
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Every time I close my eyes
I see your precious face
Your sparkling eyes
So much like mine
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I never saw the crack of dawn

I never heard a single song
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A galaxy divided

By a never ending war
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