Missy Lynn Poems

Trust is
A light that shines in your eyes
Bright and flickering
As a candle in the breeze
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Remember little jack sprat
Remember three little pigs
Remember all those fairy tales
That seemed so real to us a kids
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Grandmother’s love is
Richer
Then all
The treasures in the world
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The calm of night is rustled
By gentle voices upon the breath of wind
The stillness that covers crackled under
The feet of evening’s bitterest gust
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When the road gets dark
And you can no longer see
Just let my love throw a spark
And have a little faith in me
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Sweat beads down my face
90 degrees Toiling over fire
I never complained in this
(I cook, I clean)
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Cool and clean your voice
Speaks smoothly
Floating to the
Core of my being
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Past times are strange
Sometimes funny
Sometimes sad
The past
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Minds aflame with adoration
Souls alive in desperation
Bodies burning in delight
Try as you may and try as you might
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Big cities, small towns
Pent homes, farmhouse
Ghetto, Park Avenue
Public, privet
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