The clouds do darken, the rain does drop
I wonder when its going to stop.
The pitter-patter of rain does fall
Against my windows, against my wall.
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Sitting down my eyes closed tight,
Wondering whether I’ll write tonight,
Another poem for you to see,
My pen and paper are close to me.
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My ‘Get Up and Go’
Just ‘Got Up and Went’
It wasn’t intentional,
It must have been Heaven sent.
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Poetry! ! Poetry! ! Poetry! !
Why are we addicted to Poetry?
We Poets who write,
All day or all night,
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No words can express my feelings,
Of how it will be for us,
But, to start a friendship,
Has to be based on Trust.
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Will others remember me
When from this Mortal Life I slip?
As I remember those of my forebears,
Who did before me live.
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Celebrate or not
They come each year to stay
To count your years for all
To know you and your ways.
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Deborah, I rack my brains,
If brains I have,
For something good to say,
To wish you well on this,
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Our life is like a Maze,
With a Start and one End.
We journey through it constantly,
Hoping it’ll last till Eternity.
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The thought of being with you
Keeps me sane in life,
Of walking, talking and dreaming of you,
Away from all life's strife.
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