The Poets of PH rise and fall,
Appear and disappear, one and all
A few have staying power, and stand tall
Some stay the course, but not all.
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Trees swaying, sashaying in the breeze
Bending, bowing
Onlookers wow-ing
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Had she ever truly been loved?
Or had men only used her for her beauty?
She'd had plenty of sex,
Now, she wondered if she'd only been
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Even little toddlers
Slip sometimes
When proudly learning to walk.
So think of it that way
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'Beauty is in the eye of the beholder'
Means that
He who sees, decides
What he deems or perceives to be beautiful.
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I just want to say
I think of you most every day
Whether you hear from me, or not.
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There was a young woman named Fran
Who'd married a violent man
After work, every night
He'd pound her to a fright
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The more I get to know you,
The more my love grows.
That's why you are worthy
Of poetry, not prose.
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Hold my heart; Don't let go
Stay with me, body and soul
Don't let the world come crowding in,
To spoil this time. Don't let them win.
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