No Smoking Page 4 Poem by Deborah Cromer

No Smoking Page 4

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With purpose, with reason, the music has begun to play
Together moving into heavenly rhythm, I need you here to stay
Your habit is bad, so addicting and powerfully hard to end
Throw your weaknesses away, live for me, we can soar the wind
We will fly free, beyond what you have ever come to know
Stand with me in God's light, happiness shines and love will glow
Give it up, give up your bad habit of cigarettes and smoking
It is killing you, taking your life, lungs dying, you are choking
How can your life and body mean more to me each day given
Today starts tomorrow with God's love, your yesterdays are forgiven
Maybe by telling you of my care for you it will make you stronger
Lengthening your days, your time, ensuring your time with me longer
Care about yourself and your body as much as I do this very day
You will quit smoking, it will be your gift, we can laugh and play
I hold you as close as I can without smothering out your air
Giving me life and then tormenting me with death, is not fair
If you choose death, the choice is yours, your very own
Your chances to have me and keep me are easily blown
Have me, surround yourself with my magic, I will keep you alive
For love and tomorrow and for us to be together you must survive
You can be a non-smoker, becoming one of the few
Non-smokers are a minority, we live in life reaching for the blue
For heaven is now on earth, each second of our daily time spent
We begin our journey of time and our treacherous descent
Life is heaven, we are blessed to live, God is our breath
Put out that cigarette, win the war against it's horrible death

Thursday, June 11, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: addiction
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Louis Rams 20 August 2009

each and every breath of life is very dear especially when you have with one to share. we may give them mouth to mouth to resuscitate 'if it is not to late'.

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Nikunj Sharma 16 July 2009

once a smoker met a smoker in a smoking spree then the smoker kissed the smoker to set the smoker free roamed the smoker, graoned the smoker in binge of pain said the smoker to the smoker, he wont smoke again

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Deborah Cromer

Deborah Cromer

Portland, Oregon
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