John Yaws Poems

We built on a solid foundation of lies-
And then it all crumbled, much to our surprise.
I know that I loved you, no doubt you loved me-
But the dreams we were building just never could be.
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I guess the most effective-
Of writers, great are small.
Is the one who is objective..
Like a "fly upon the wall".
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When the rose of romance withers,
And the heart is sere and dry-
And you gaze upon the wreckage-
Of your life and wonder why…
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I find as I grow older-
I often contemplate-
My foolish past decisions,
My days of tempting fate.
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I thought I wanted to Fortune-
Then I thought I wanted fame,
For everyone to know me-
My accomplishments proclaim.
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It is the time of year, I guess-
When folks start thinking back.
Evaluating lives they've lived,
A way of keeping track.
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I still recall, when, as a child,
I dreamed of grown-up things.
Then after I discovered books-
My fancy did take wings.
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I just called you up to tell you-
I don't love you anymore.
I'll make it fine without you,
Just the way I did before.
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I was driving down the highway-
Just headed who knows where...
I said, "I've got it all my way!
Without a single care."
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I wanted so to call you,
And to hear your tender voice.
I stood beside the pay phone,
And I had to make my choice.
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