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There was a girl

In her dream
She dreamt her lover came
and took her for a ride
in the countryside
They drove way up to the top of the mountain
It was a beautiful warm perfect balmy summer day
He pulled over to the edge of the curb
To just visit with her
A sign said
This is not lovers lane
We don't promote teenage pregnancy
Keep moving!
Violators will be prosecuted!
A cop tapped on the glass
And said what are you doing up here?
Didn't you read the sign
Keep moving
He said I only wanted to show her how beautiful
It is up here to show her the panoramic view of the lake
And picturesque view of the mountains
Keep moving he said
Your not allowed to park here
This is my beat
I don't allow it
He reached for her
She said what r u doing?
He said how should I know?
It's your dream?
Haha
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Last night I still took you to bed
Touched your little head
Your sad eyes stare
The sun is still shining today
You're already cold
Lay down well
Sleeping with eyes open
My Einstein
Tomorrow autumn rain will fall on your grave

And the world is always the world of yesterday
Rise from the winter chair
I'm still worried
disturb you curled up
Always touch your head
Say "Go back to sleep, Tantan"——
Big hairs with dirty
Dandy with graceful gait
Gifted singer knowing nothing
Pull down cactus
The burglar who buried the bun in the flowerpot
Only two seconds bloody battle in your life
Raising wounded paw for my inspection
As defeated General with the broken flag
Looking for the Medal of Comfort
Flying on to my bed, occupying my seat
Close tracking, Limit jumping
Quickly surrendering, always suspecting
Three turns around a tree, where to pee?
Playful and popular
A little skin-broken, thousand times grievances
Every time I go home
There's always you waiting behind the door
Just like the sun scatters the clouds
Happily reunited after the robbery
My Einstein

Still behind our glass
Little Tantan, I hold you
Look out of the window, the another world
The sky has colours you haven't seen before
Draw layers of white clouds and you
Draw the bleak four seasons fleeing at full speed
Look at the Yellow ginkgo tree
Osmanthus blooms
Holly bears green fruit
Creeping purple grass all over the ground
Neither you nor I know their name
Deep water and green riverbanks
Five wild flowers are sweet and empty
protecting and Washing and irrigating
Why do the blossoms last for many years?
With you on the side, the ceremony as usual
I'm busy, You're watching
Your nose is still sharp
All that disappears is the illusion world
Tantan
Remember which benevolent planet you came from
Remember the way home
And in the afternoon sun
What I told you in your ear

Einstein
Sometimes you are so arrogant
No calling your full name
No bothering to look back
The scenery that you missed
made me to burst into tears
You just lie down beside me calmly
Complying with the agreement since ancient times
Hide the biscuits under my pillow
Welcome me home
Vicissitudes of life
My treasure, your indifference
Constant world in your heart
Chaos and confusion in my eyes
Companion in my life, suddenly the distant stars
Without warmth or cold, is there any sunshine ?
I look at you so worried
You look back at me the same way
How can I comfort you?
Everything will be fleeting
You know I'm happy for birds
Sad for deciduous
Einstein
You're happy and you're sad
Needless to say, neither to hide
One day
Snowstorm will cover up all life
Take away our humble wishes
—— be concentric with no lonely
My breath is your life
You are between me and the moon

Under the broad shade of cedar trees
Behind the lush marigold bushes
At noon you are buried with the sun
Still night I wander under the moon
Take all the words
Tell you again
You're not there in three days.

"Unsolicited
Afternoon Delight
Unwanted unwelcomed
s*xual harassment"
to an elderly man
Of around 80 years old
at church!"

By an acquaintance
not sweetheart
At church
"Part II Dad"

Then the day came
I asked Him to wear the roses shirt
Boy the women were after him
Like humming birds attracted
To the nectar of those roses on his shirt! They said,
"Bill I can almost smell the roses fragrance!
Your shirt is beautiful!
I really like it a lot!
You look really sexy!"
He continued to wear the shirt and stated he had received many compliments that they liked the shirt and shrugged his shoulders as if to say I don't understand how the world was changed to this?

Later he told me Mrs Smith
Really Mrs M_ F ___L__d
Had been hitting on him
They had attended the same church for over 20 years
He said u won't believe what she has said to me?
Later she kept
Asking my mom and dad over for lunch after church. I had always
Known her as polite content w smiley twinkly eyes: he told me she wants us to come over for lunch
That it is already in the oven and will be ready to eat after church
That she won't take no
For an answer
what do u think my dear daughter!
I told him It would be ok
I'd be with him
and we should be ok.
I was unaware of her proposition words due to the fact that he was too much of a gentleman to voice her unwelcomed words! After lunch was served and eaten she propositioned him right in front of me for
afternoon delight - desert
in the bedroom and it would only take 20 minutes!!!
She said she had gone 20 years without
being a widow
And she needed it!
OMG
Those were her words will never forget how his chin hit the floor,
Thanked her for a good meal, prepared my mothers
Wheel chair
For a Quick exit
His face was in shock and disdain with raised eye brows! He couldn't get out of there fast enough
Like he was in the hot seat
Relieved to exit promptly!
Like he had a bite of bad food! Ugh men don't want to be treated like a sex object either just like women.
My mother was in a wheel chair
We both did not like the comments
And she was ignorant oblivious
Cold of how cruel that was to a man that had been taking care of an invalid woman from a bad car accident that broke our hearts! Let alone the discomfort and embarrassment: my dad had only known one woman with scruples manners & true love! My dad had gone without for over 12 years
But he surely was not desperate for loveless romance of the physical
Mechanics only
With no love nor mental intimacy!
We didn't care for her company after that: blunt no courtship
He wasn't an available bachelor!

Car accident
His Wife for over 12 years after the accident that haunted him daily
Like a rerun playing in his head of what could he have done differently (2 teenage boys of 12 & 14 on bicycles had jumped out of the woods and into traffic crossing in front of him he was going 35 mph)
He had two choices hit them and kill them or slam on the brakes w all of his might the latter flipped the camper truck on its right hitting my beloved mother in the head from their side mirror hemorrhaging her brain but not provable can only be detected at autopsy to view the brain after death.
My dear gentleman father was so loving dedicated it broke my heart
To see him sacrifice so much
For a lifetime with his family
He went beyond the call of duty
He gave 5000%
Three times I put my life on hold: jobs & money
Put everything in storage
Including my car
And joined them in their world
Would do it again
I dearly love them both
All that I love
and I adore them
I give them credit for
Because of their love
They initiated all the good
Music art piano cello
The arts of plays painting photography movies history
There is an Art
to everything we do
Including the Art of touch
Massage
Leo Buscela author knew of tactile affection
Patriotic culture
With a loving kind person
We all have tender hearts!
Peace to them

I call for my mother
Crying, shouting frozen in place

Its dark, no one answers
I’m scared, I need help

I see my father
Next to me

He fills the bed
His back towards me

I can smell him
Hairy broad

This comforts me
I feel safe

I am awake
Not scared anymore

social media
perilous for naive youths
vigilance crucial.

LET US REPENT

in the silence of the night,
there's restlessness in my heart
years of suppressed emotions
suddenly surging like a cyclone
or perhaps like a massive earthquake
its force a Niner in the Richter scale
the whole world is shaken
destruction is beyond imagination
i never expected for this moment to come
a most trying and difficult times
covid 19, apocalypse, like the intensity of a storm
no one is spared, humanity is doomed
as a believer and so they say
this is just a part of a greater plan
it is to prelude a much complex design
to eliminate evil and sift mankind
ask ourselves then, are we in for the fight?
or are we just a collateral for the better side
will it be that as the end is in sight
so does the promise of a paradise?
I am not sure, I have the answer
yet deep in my heart, I can tell
the Lord is the Judge, He is the creator
rightfully so He is the sole Juror.
in the end it is written
He will prevail He will win
all He asked of us is:
repent never to sin again.

Amen

WE WILL BE WITH YOU ALWAYS

clinging to our bodies, a most potent poison
on such a massive force humanity seems in oblivion
rendering all of us unprepared and hopeless
unprecedented and never been this helpless

could it be that it is really the end?
foretold and prophesied from previous generations?
or this is an act of carelessness, sort of random?
pushing us to feel how it is to be doomed?

alas, the world seems scurrying
praying and kneeling begging for mercy
hypocritical in a far reaching effect
i can feel it, looks very temporary

it reminds me when 9/11 happened
the same situation and the same pattern
before that event the churches were so empty
then- the wails and fears it seemed like eternity

it came to pass, we have survived
again, back to normal like it always was
same old habits of going astray
and again, back to ordinary ways

then this virus came, what a surprise
we are helpless again, this time it is more than that
fear and panic seems the rule of the day
what do we do? again...kneel and pray

oh yes, oh Lord we ask
for the last time, please do forgive us
in Your Hands, please don't make us astray
this time, we will be with You, Always.

IN THE NAME OF OUR FATHER, AND THE HOLY SPIRIT

we lay down to you our trust
to you we offer, our soul, body and heart
for You alone Lord can truly save us
not anyone, not any force but YOU our God.

Amen.

Over under everywhere
The sense of peace suds bubbles gives liquid care
Invisible body feeling it there

From thin air
Undeniable mist feeds memory generations prepare
Helpless encouraged full figure seconds plenty to share

Infecting soft smiles turning forced duty
Together unbound the harmony tone found acutely
A moment of silent burying life troubles in mutiny

Seeing familiar faces reading each hair
Understanding every stare
Build connection we bare a split second to share

Happy a force shields a cause
In shame a lasting stain covered by gauze
Hide face teardrops forge remorse

Life underground a meaning unwound
Ending my lessons in time echo found
Knowing never owning flowing to rest safely sound

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

friends hear me now and hear my plea
I've wintered long in fields of sea
I've fought and fight against the wind
I've seen both poles and seen them twinned

yet all things to come and those before
are just footfalls outside the door
and though each heart has a promised land
the strongest castle is made of sand

I saw her first in a time of toil
when the path to peace fell away to soil
and her blue eyes did call me home
before I knew that word I used to roam

over half built streets of the mind and soul
when the blackest hearts did mine for coal
yet hear me now I must command
the tallest walls are made of sand

and so we move from port to port
finding love and trial and work and sport
and the grains that are part of the whole
are but a sprat amongst the shoal

so live with more than sums of part
and build a new and fearsome heart
yet be aware of where you stand
that every castle is made of sand