morgan dude

A family is like a circle.
The connection never ends,
and even if at times it breaks,
in time it always mends.
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I hear of a place that is made of gold,
a place where we shall never grow old,
but one answer I have not heard at all,
will there be paw prints from my little dog?
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It's just getting dark, fog drifting in,
damp grasses fragrant with anise and mint,
and though I call his name
until my voice cracks,
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A family bond is really strong,
They'll accept you, if you're wrong.
Family is there for comfort and support,
Even love you, if you're short.
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I miss you in the morning;
I miss you late at night.
Just to think about you
Is my joy and my delight.
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I'm thinking of you
With joy and pleasure,
Remembering times
I'll always treasure.
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My new phone is "smart." I guess that I'm not.
Amazing what all this here smart phone has got.
TV and Weather and Internet, too.
There's just no limits to what it can do.
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My eyes are fine; they are just printing words small.
I just use a walking stick to seem stately and tall.

Nothing is wrong with my sense of smell.
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Pretty little fawn
On my back lawn,
A lovely sight,
Nature's delight,
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Leave your pain by the shore line, and put your bare feet the the sand,
let the water be a soft place to rest when you cannot stand,
watch the flying seagulls go bye and hold the sun in your palm,
then go underneath the water where it's nice and calm,
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Winter. Time to eat fat
and watch hockey. In the pewter mornings, the cat,
a black fur sausage with yellow
Houdini eyes, jumps up on the bed and tries
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My heart is like a singing bird
Whose nest is in a water'd shoot;
My heart is like an apple-tree
Whose boughs are bent with thickset fruit;
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JANUARY
Delightful display
Snowdrops bow their pure white heads
To the sun's glory.
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I want to write a poem, but I don't know where to start.
Should it be an ode to love and come straight from the heart?

Or should it wax lyrical of sky and moon and stars,
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Hear eye sit inn English class; the likelihood is that eye won't pass
An F on my report card wood bee worse than swallowing glass
It's knot that eye haven't studied, often till late at knight
Butt the rules are sew confusing, eye simply can't get them write
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They put me in the oven to bake.
Me, a deprived and miserable cake.
Feeling the heat, I started to bubble.
Watching the others, I knew I was in trouble.
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There once was a man from Peru.
Who dreamed he was eating his shoe.
He woke up at night.
With a terrible fright.
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An elderly man called Keith.
Mislaid his set of false teeth.
They'd been laid on a chair.
He'd forgot they were there.
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Luke was a hippy, weird and wild;
A real, true, genuine flower child.
Homer Brown had a happy life,
A men's clothing store, two kids, and a wife.
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