As Beautiful As Before
All the years we've been together
And you are as beautiful as before.
You're my rainbow in stormy weather;
In angry seas my steadfast shore.
How I lived before we met
Is nothing less than mystery to me.
I never will forget
That without you I wouldn't be.
Your gorgeous eyes and beaming smile
Keep all my problems at bay.
Just holding your hand a little while
Still makes my heart pound away.
My dear, darling Deborah…
You are as classy as your name.
Forever is far too short a time
For our love's immortal flame.
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Happy Days
How many days I have left I don't know,
But there is one thing I'm sure is so…
Whether there are few or many more,
I alone will decide what my life's for.
It's for being happy and spreading mirth,
Celebrating what I know I'm worth.
Life is so short there's no time to complain
That when things go wrong, it's all in vain.
A share of good and bad things will transpire
So when it seems hopeless and things are dire,
The difference between sad and happy I see
Is that character in the mirror called "me."
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Live Before You Die
There are those who collect objects instead of human kind
Like paper, cans and fence posts or anything they find.
The present’s not their bag since the future’s their sole aim.
They only love their stuff, so today’s people aren’t their game.
Sadly, they’ve got it backward since they’ve died before they live.
Their damnation is here and now and there’s no one to forgive.
Such thoughtless, selfish peasants choosing objects over mankind.
The more wealth they seek to garner, the less value will they find.
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Rich Vs Poor
If you think the rich will ever give a damn about the poor,
You're asleep on the tracks and don't hear that locomotive roar.
They own the train rushing your way as you sleep on their tracks.
You dream of a play world as they steal your neighborhood shacks.
Politicians who should represent you are at their beck and call.
It's about money plus power and your needs or rights not at all.
In this uncertain country one thing is certain. They'll never relent...
The rich won't be satisfied until they have their greedy 100%!
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Powers of Flowers
I can spend hours gazing at flowers
As they speak directly to me.
Each of my senses completely devours
Their magnificence that my spirit can see.
Their faces smile as they dance in the breeze.
They flirt with the sun in a day long swoon,
Waving to the birds while beckoning the bees.
Then retire with a wink at the moon.
A world without flowers like an earth with no rain
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Take a Chance
Contrite, contained, controlled;
Now it’s too late. I’m old.
I dared not fail,
But dared to be stale.
What a sad story told.
The only real way to advance
Is to tear down those walls…take a chance.
If you fail, the worst that you’ll do
Is learn something else about you.
Whether it’s money, power or romance,
Take a look and then take a chance.
Failure, like success, has a dual rendition;
A sad subtraction or awesome addition!
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How Little Money Buys
IT'S FUNNY HOW LITTLE MONEY BUYS.
JUST CARS AND HOUSES AND FANCY TIES.
IT HAS NO MEANING WHEN SOMEONE DIES.
JUST TO HEIRS WHO COVET ITS SIZE.
IT WON'T PLANT TRUTH WHEN JUSTICE LIES.
JUST DISTORT TRUTH WHEN JUSTICE TRIES.
IT'S NO SOLUTION FOR LONELY SIGHS.
JUST A CRUEL IMPOSTOR IN DISGUISE.
IT CAN'T EMBRACE A CHILD WHO CRIES.
JUST GIVE SAD HOPE, NOT LOVE THAT'S WISE.
IT WILL NEVER BUY A SINGLE SUNRISE.
JUST STEAL DAYS PROMISING A FALSE PRIZE.
IT'S FUNNY HOW LITTLE MONEY BUYS.
JUST 'WHATS' OF LIFE, NOT PRECIOUS 'WHYS'.
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Anger and Angst
How can the world be such a stupid place?
Why do people move at a snail's pace?
Nobody ever seems to follow the rules.
Obviously they're nothing but ignorant fools.
I produce great results yet what do I see…
Nothing but weak people criticizing me.
It's amazing and even kind of funny,
I don't see my naysayers bringing in big money.
I've got reason to be angry and frustrated.
When those losers take pride as I'm berated.
Sometimes anger is so intense I can hardly see.
I wonder if at times it starts deep inside of me.
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All is Possible
Each day is a miracle; each moment a gift.
Each new experience gives passions a lift.
The key to be happy is one word alone:
Faith in yourself. Have no doubt what you own.
You are a miracle with talents unique.
Invest in your moments that pass like a streak!
No limits exist except ones you impose.
Think ahead of the world. Be one of those
Whose vision captures what the future will hold,
With faith that its path is about to unfold.
Miracles beckon as challenges arrive.
With you all can happen. Make those talents thrive!
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The Wind and the Breeze
I, the wind, will blow you a kiss
And everyday I’ll never miss
A chance to beckon the breeze
And ask her to pretty please
Cool your neck and wipe your brow.
Then together we’ll remind you how
To stop and see what really counts;
Like worry free days in large amounts;
Like mellow meadows of flowers and birds;
Like selfless ways and sensitive words;
Like painless moves and painless minds;
Take note of us for we’re God’s signs…
I, the wind and my sister, the breeze.
Listen as we whisper, pretty please.
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