Terry Brewer

Beneath the surface of the blue, blue sea
Is a place I love to be,
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I sit and look at photographs
And say I love you so
A thousand miles between our laughs
Yet they travel to and fro
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Me - you what to do?
I do not quite understand
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Written by Reg Brewer, my father in 1922 when he was 17.
These are words he choose to live by - me too.
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My water ski, she is a beauty
Now she’s painted bright red and black
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Once upon a time
We climbed from primordial slime.
Was it one cell, or two?
Well - at most just a few
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Once I could laugh with anyone
Because, you see, I had a Sun
Her beauteuos rays would light my life
I wished that she would be my wife
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Emerging from the doldrums
reaching for the light,
is it worth the trouble?
is it worth the fight?
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Time is so very slow
And yet so quick
What makes it so
What makes it tick?
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This day is your day
And I hope that it will bring
Happiness and gladness
And the freshness of the spring
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True love – I’m sure there’s not such thing
Romances the tune of sorrow sing
So never give your heart away
For your love is bound to stray
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Stil learning!
Tall waving grass
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Who will speak for those who nobly died,
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The sun carresses this granite isle
Where quietness rules the day.
The other world is sometimes grim,
here we smile, it is the Seychelles way.
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Carolyn depends on you
And because of that many others do too.
She has touched and brightened so many lives
You must make sure that our Carolyn thrives.
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I sometimes think I’m going mad
It must be this poetic fad,
Everything I say or do
Seems to rhyme in lines of two.
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Cherish

The brilliance of the day,
Come what may
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Why will man ask why?
Why this, and why that,
Why is the earth held in the sky?
Why is a fat man fat?
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SCUDs fly,
Why?
Patriots intercept,
So adept.
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Oh, how did we get here from there
From the love that we shared yesteryear
Do you remember the good times
We shared in the old times?
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