A poet talks to the sky
To the wind and the grass of green
A poet talks so that by and by
He might get a chance to talk to a dream
She could be most anywhere and suddenly come into view
But what would a poet really say
If a dream was a dream that came true
A poet talks to the the rain
To the puddles on the ground
A poet talks of the pain
Inside his heart where memories are bound
A poet talks although he's shy
How introduce a gentle wind upon a grass of green
A poet talks so that by and by
He might get a chance to talk to a dream
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Posted: Aug 2015
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There was an old lady and an old man too
They went to a small church and sat in the same pew
They talked of their love for Christ
And how their years on this earth had flew
They talked of their loved ones and memories of dear friends
And every sunday morning happiness filled within
The choir sang with devotion about the son of man
The preacher brought the gospel and let the word say amen
It was the kind of feeling that was always saying more
One sunday as they were leaving walking to the door
The old man stumbled upon the entrance rug
She thought it was romantic for him to give her a little hug
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Posted: Aug 2015
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Send some flowers to a girl and a poem for her to read
There is more much more I know she will need
Send her perfume and candy too
And before this romance is through
She will hear the words I love you
Send her a crystal ball
With a teddy bear inside
And surely she will fall
For the charm I can not hide
Soon I'll be standing at her door
With flowers even more
And before this romance is through
She will hear the words I love you
Every night she will dream
About a prince and a ring and tomorrow I will bring
A poem for her to read
There is more much more I know she will need
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Posted: Aug 2015
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I thought for sure I'd never write of love again
That the memories of you would all disappear
Unexpectedly I stepped right into the wind
And the wind kept blowing till my eyes were filled with tears
I'll pull my hat down low and my bandana upon my face
And I will keep riding till there is no longer a trace
On through the night until I find the morning sun
Then I will see a new day has begun
The coffee cup in my hand is slowly turning warm
And my eyes behold the morning dew
A page from yesterday has once again been torn
I am a cowboy and not a fool
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Posted: Aug 2015
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Somewhere good is left
Somewhere love is there
Somewhere we have met
And we'll meet again somewhere
Tell me that red balloons float across a deep blue sky
Tell me you have a painting of butterflies
Tell me the things you like to share
And we'll meet again somewhere
Somewhere there's a custard stand
Melting ice cream on your hand
Memory footsteps on the sand are no longer there
But we'll meet again somewhere
Beneath the stars when the moon turns blue
I'll turn around and look for daja vu
And what other word could be to compare
And we'll meet again somewhere
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Posted: Jul 2015
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Lonely doesn't sleep not even late in the night
Lonely doesn't talk but keeps you awake with the sound of quiet
Lonely is not my friend not my enemy
It's just a reminder I need some company
If lonely were a letter it would be addressed to me
And written between the lines so plain to see
This is just a reminder sent to you for free
Listen to the quiet and turn out the light it's a quarter after 3
I will put the letter under my pillow
Sure as a remedy and dream of weeping willows
Soon they will be blowing in the wind like a symphony
Lonely is not my friend said the weeping willow tree
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Posted: Jul 2015
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Eyes of love hearts of vows
Hands that reach and hold to every branch every bough
Climbing to the top climbing to the sky
This love,wonderful love between you and I
Words of tender,silence of gold
Ageless to be as time must surrender
For the moment is now pray tightly we shall hold
To every branch every bough
Climbing to the top climbing to the sky
This love,wonderful love between you and I
One day little voices we will hear them sing
And this is the gift they will bring
Guide us gently like a dream high upon a cloud
And wonderful to remember every smile every bow
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Posted: Jul 2015
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I once had the potential to be superman
When I was young when I was young
Fast came the kryptonite of time and then
I got stung I got stung
My hair turned gray and fell away
Tired and forgetful became everyday
Once I was I but now I'm me
Tomorrow is here and no longer waits you see
Why run so fast to cross a hill
There is no place where all stands still
You make no search but yet you find
And suddenly you meet the kryptonite of time
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Posted: Jul 2015
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Far away the thought of you
I can barely see you now
Far away the love I knew
I can barely feel you now
Some goodbye's take so long
The heart is slow ever slow
Far away the years have gone
I can barely say I love you so
Did you ever know someone like me
The heart is slow ever slow and how
Far away the thought of you
I can barely see you now
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Posted: Jul 2015
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Moments with you are like spring rain drops
And suddenly my breathing stops
My heart falls falling for you
Your love is always new
The sun asked is it ok
To be a part of your lovely day
Your love is always new
My heart falls falling for you
So stay there on your pedestal high
While I sing to you
Forever never says goodbye
Now your love is always new
I reach out my hand to feel the spring rain
That's how I hold you near yes I do
Moments with you will come again
And your love is always new
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Posted: Jun 2015
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Soldiers dug a hole in the ground
By the sweat of their brow
Then they went and got this man
This same man you still know now
I'm sure they must have mocked him
As they all took a bow
And then they nailed his hands and his feet
By the sweat of their brow
They rasied him up beside two thieves
How much more would the crowd allow
As they gambled for his garments
There beneath the sun by the sweat of their brow
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Posted: Apr 2015
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I went somewhere late in the day
Not knowing of what was to be
Now the memory will always stay
For this is what happened to me
One step through the door
Slightly turned to my right
Saw the girl I would always adore
A glance of love at first sight
You may say this can't be true
But if the second hand on my watch could talk
As a witness who knew
Oh just ask the girl with eyes of blue
One step through the door
Slightly turned to my right
Saw the girl I would always adore
A glance of love at first sight
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Posted: Sep 2014
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