yvonne selase nyahe Poems

dont cry for me, young sailor
you may have left me
but you havent made me cry
you may have broken my heart
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she labors
day and night without break
fighting for the right to live
red swollen eyes and a broken back
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last night, she sat by the fire
her dark hair shone, her eyes glowed
the news was all over town
the boys were back from war
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i cant believe it
no it seems impossible
you whom i gave my heart to
i entrusted my life into your hands
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love,
you lifted me
made me fly
without wings
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am standing here tonight
wondering how i got here
how did i make it past all those luring romeos
how could you have chosen me over all?
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i came back here tonight
to remember you, my first love
the trees are still the same,
the flowers smell like they did when we were younger
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yes, i tried my best
but my best had to be among the worst
i thought i, ld be the first
to make it through the test
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it was june
the flowers were out
the air felt sweet
children came out to play
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now the day is over
and we come confessing
to he that saves and heals
softly now the light of day
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