James S Newcomb Lang Poems

You can tell a Cheshire Cat
By the size of his grin
You cannot help but love him
Even though he wants to sin
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I had never felt grief before
But it came like a bolt of lightening
It took me out of the blue
I had never felt anything so frightening
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The first time I came under fire
I didn’t have any fear
I just heard the crack and whistle
As bullets passed my ear
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I live in a landscape where deer cavort
So I often stop and pause for thought
And relish within the sweet fresh air
Or the wind and rain, or summers glair
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My Deity

I could never love another
The way that I love you
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When I was young, life was fun
And filled with sunny days.
I’d not a care and all was fair
My youth was a blissful haze.
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You’re still young, but soon you'll grow
And find the way you want to go
So choose a path that keeps you well
Within this world in which we dwell
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It's O' so very early, but the Sergeant Major said
At Zero 6 each morning I must leave my cosy bed
I'm not an early bird, so I think it's fair to say
That I'm not really conscious until later in the day
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Gemma lived in a world of her own
Where she played the leading role
A raconteur of the first degree
But with a darkened austere soul!
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The poppy serves as a reminder
Of those who've gone before
Those who fell in battle
And the innocents of war
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