Mary Naylor Poems

One dark night when the moon was bright,
And the air was crisp with fear and fright,
There were ghostly groans and demons that glared,
And the nostrils of the Chupacabra twitched and flared,
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When I die,
Let me take with me,
The fragrance of red roses,
Blowing in the breeze.
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From fear, sadness and darkness I come,
Cloaked in shock, betrayal and fright.
I open an old worn door,
Into the streaming light,
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A little leaf
Fell from a tree
And wondered what
Will become of me?
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There were a cloud of dust

In the yard. It were little Dave and Mike
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Happy music plays to human ears unheard,
Hummingbirds, Hummingbirds,
Going up and down.
A carrousel, spinning round and round,
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His head was a window where all
Could see inside: The floors,
The corners, the furniture, the walls,
There was no way to shut the doors.
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Courage is a place
that lives in the heart.
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Galloping, galloping in the night sky,
a pale dream horse and his dream herd float by.
There's no sound from their hooves,
There's no pound of their hearts,
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