Above Ground

I have a debilitating disability
I'm bald as cue ball from Chemo Therapy.
When I walk I wobble.
And most time my mate is a pain in the butt.
With all that going on you’d think my head be bowed.
My face would have a grief stricken look.
But I hold my head high,
and there's a smile on my face.
You know why, because
I'm still above ground.

This poem is dedicated to my neighbor and Friend Mrs. Pat Elias

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Time to Kill

We have been in this war in Iraq for far to long a time.
We have way to much time to kill.
No time to love, but time to kill.
No time for understanding but time to kill.
No time for racial harmony but time to kill.
No time to feed the hungry but time to kill.
No time to educate the children but time to kill.
We have been in this war in Iraq for far to long a time.
It's time for peace before we run out of time.

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You Don't Know My Name

You help to create me
But yet you don’t know my name.

Your blood flows through my veins
But you don’t know my name.

When I look in the mirror it are your eyes staring back at me.
Yet you don’t know my name.

It was your womb that feed and nursed me until I was born.
And still you don’t know my name.

You abandon me on a doorstep with no name.
Mom my name is Francis Lee Hanson.
So now you know my name.

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Better Part of Me

I never knew how better I could be.
That is until I met her, the better part of me.
She makes my smile wider.
She’s the fuel that burns my passion’s fire.
She is my fantasy that is my reality.
She is the better part of me.
The day I took her as my wife
was the day I begun a better life.
Without her my life would have been forever incomplete.
But my life is whole. All because of her,
the better part of me.

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One Last Time

On the day you leave this earth;
May I be there to hold you in my arms one last time?
To hear your heart beat one last time.
I need to gaze into your eyes and see that our souls are bound one last time.
I must feel the warmth of your breath one last time.
I need to kiss your lips one last time.
To tell you I love you one last time.
I hope this time is a long time away.
But I do want to be there with you one last time.

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I Surrender

Baby I’m waving the white flag.
I’m giving up.
I surrender.
You have captured my heart.
You have imprisoned my soul.
There is no escaping for what I’m feeling.
And I’m here to tell you I am sentence for life.
Sentenced to love you and care for you until death do we part?
And since I no longer can or want to fight against it.
Baby I’m waving the white flag.
I’m giving up.
I surrender.
I surrender to our love.

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I fall for you Autumn

I fall for you Autumn
from the red in your hair
to the cool breeze in your kisses.
I fall for you Autumn
from your ever changing moods.
To the way you harvest my love.
Autumn loving you is
like a feast of thanks.
I thank you for your touch
I thank you for your understanding.

Autumn you are the changing
season of my heart.
From sadness to joy.

And when it comes to loving someone;
I fall for you Autumn.

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They'll Never Understand

They'll never understand why their laughter makes me cry.
They'll never understand that what they call truth I know it to be a lie.
They'll never understand as much as they hate me I love them just as much.
They'll understand why on them I'll never give up.
They'll never understand why I don't blame them for their views.
They'll never understand why I do what I do.
I do it because that is who I am.
But they'll never understand.

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Upon My Chest

Upon my chest the red ribbon adorns.
I wear it proudly as solider in this war.
A war that has been ragging for thirty years.
A war that has been sprinkled with millions of tears.
Casualties of all different ages, race, genders and sexual orientations.
Even all different financial situations.
Although many have fallen. The fight still rages on.
So upon my chest the Red Ribbon adorns.
And I will continue to fight until victory won.

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It's Hard Being Disabled Period

It’s hard being disabled period.
But to be young, disabled and
in search of love some times seems
ridiculous.

For when you are in a wheelchair
People of the opposite sex seem
to never pay you any attention,
and if they do they always seem to
just want to be friends.

Well, I got plenty of friends,
but I have not one lover.

It’s hard being disabled period.
But it’s even harder to be young, disabled
and in search for love.

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