Stephen Price Poems

Our little house, it’s got it all
But there’s not a grand garden, a pool – or even a hall
There’s no long drive with gates to impose
Just a little bit of front with some room for a rose
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When I was young and life was shiny and bright
I'd put on a record and turn out the light
Just to absorb the words that were said
As I lay transfixed on the top of my bed
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1998 is what it said
On the Will and Grace screen at the end of my bed
Will was happy playing with his silly string
And Grace was happy doing her end of show screaming thing!
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Now we all know what we've done wrong
And the world won't improve with a speech or a song
What should we have done to prevent all this mess
Can we start all over with a feeling of bless?
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I love my life with my family and friends
It’s such a shame that one day it all ends
That we’ll all depart in our various ways
And not all as one in a blinding white haze
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