Linda Winchell

If seeing is believing, then I'm more than would have known,
To see my words down in print, now written in this poem.

If seeing is believing, then I see clearer then once did,
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I promise to quit smoking soon
I'm down to a pack and a half.
And when I do, I pledge to me and you
I will never, I'm never ever going back!
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Crawled under the house to retrieve
something's that I had fogotten.
While I took them out, I sorted and found
that most of what I'd stored, was damp and rotten.
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There's an old wooden chair by the roses,
Where my Daddy went and sat.

He would go there every morning,
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I have a love I would die for
and they say their love is real.
Would they step in front of an arrow shot?
for this love they proclaim for me to feel.
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Everyday I try to pull a little more
Of those weeds that pop up in my life.
Not knowing how they all got there
It seems… of endless dredge and strife.
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An oyster first forms a pearl
from the irritation of a single grain of sand.
It's never placed by mistake inside you see
it was placed by God's gentle Loving hand.
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If I could live to be a hundred years
Or maybe two hundred more.
Would I have accomplished... all I really wanted too?
Than I have maybe... in all of my eighty-four?
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We poet's need, his or her outlet!
Where we can write down the words that clutter up our minds.
It is a curse to have such a talent
placing ones feelings, of words sometimes in rhyme.
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If I were to write a song for you
it would I think... be written in my tears.
For the love I feel is Oh so deep
It has now been... for many a year.
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You tell me that you love me
then you slap me to the ground.
You said until death do we part
your words now, are so profound.
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“I Must Tell You This Story'

I have, A Story I Must Tell!
Of a Prince who lived so long ago.
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What determines our destiny to be?
What we become, futures predestined to see.
Where will roads lead untill it all ends?
Destiny calling, live's for some predestined to spend.
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Never does a mother forget, that miracle of birth,
It stays within her memory,
With the last and with her first.
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Have I ever told you that, 'You're the best? '
And how much your friendship means to me,
Well I hope you know, it goes without saying,
Those unspoken words you see!
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I heard an old Beatle's song played
while at a dinner function last night.
The speaker that played it for us
was using it to illustrate her fight.
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Why is the hole that my father dug
worth more when it's being dug today?
It still is the same size from what I've seen
and the same amount of dirt they haul away!
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Don't write much these days,
Did your P.C. break or did you give it away?

I remember the days, way back when,
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I can't eat anything at all these days
I seem to be allergic to it all!
I can't have any dairy products
you know what that does to us all?
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If everything high lighted, is clickable
then is everything with glue, stickable?
Does that mean everything, that has a string
can be tied to everything?
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