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Wanted You To Know
By Rhonnie Besonday
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Mommy, I had to talk to you,
And tell you some things.
I wanted to say I love you,
And I have always understood.
I know why you did what you did,
And how much it has hurt you since.
I watch as the tears slide down your cheeks,
When you think no one is watching.
I see as you sleep restlessly,
Full of grief and guilt.
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I watch my sister and brother,
As they play with dolls and trains.
And I know it pains your heart,
That they will never play with me.
I have listened to you pray,
And heard the words you said.
I listen when you sit down to play,
It makes all the angels sing.
I just wanted you to know I have always loved you,
And I don't want you to be sad anymore.
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Jesus is taking very good care of me,
And I have a Great Grandmother too.
We all go for walks,
And jump in piles of leaves.
We sit down by the rushing water,
And tell wonderful stories of you.
I will be here when your days are through,
I am patiently waiting for you.
I want you to be happy,
And smile when you think of me.
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I will always be your child,
And forever be a part of you.
The day will come when we will meet,
I can't hardly wait to see the look on your face.
When I come bounding through the gates,
And jump in your arms.
I will cover your face with kisses,
And hold your cheeks in my palms.
I will touch your hair,
And hope you will feel mine.
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I will listen to your heart beat,
Because it will have been a long time.
Then you and I can spend forever,
Talking about all things.
I will introduce you to Jesus,
And show you where Grandma lives.
But for now, Mommy, please,
Do not weep for me anymore.
I want to hear your laughter again,
And see a smile touch your face.
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Take care of my sister and brother,
And let them take care of you.
I don't know when we will talk again,
But I will always be with you.
I will be watching for you,
When your time has come.
But until then live life grandly,
No enjoyment left undone.
I have to go now, I only had a short while,
I just wanted to tell you today how much I love you.
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Poetry - Care less? & No Matter By Lee Cassanell
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No matter what you do
No matter who you are,
No matter if you play the fool or even play guitar.
No matter if you talk to trees and they don't answer back,
No matter if your Girlfriend leaves or you don't pot the black,
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Poetry - Eros a Rose By M.D. Tasker
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TONGUE TO TOOTHBACK
TIP OVER RIDGES TO SMOOTHNESS
SLACK CONTACT
FIRMING SLOWLY
REPEATING
TONGUE AND TOOTHBACK
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Poetry - A Dead Dove, With A Number and Two Lives With One Rejection By Mackenzie Cale
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Every breath you take catches in my skin
Lifting startled hairs, ghosting like a forgotten truth
Blissful in its simplicity.
Every startled gasp is a call
In a language I'm sure only I understand
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Poetry - When all of You are Dead and Gone
By John Crooks, MRCVS, Beverley.
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When all of you are dead and gone
They'll still tell tales of Immobilon Don
So settle down - fill your glasses, of course
And I'll tell you the tale of the unlucky horse.
Everyone was helpless, the owner upset
No one could catch it, not even the vet
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Poetry - Averse to Hull. By Anthea
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In native tongue,
You hear the sound.
No aspirate,
No vowel so round.
Aint no drop't aitch,
At you we hurl.
Our sacred river, 's known as ULL.
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Poetry - Never to Last and Reality. By Amy, 16
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The tears which have been shed.
The plates which have been broken.
The time has now come,
For the vows to be unspoken.
Lets go back in time.
Back to the church.
Find the book of divorce.
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Poetry - Lady of the Night. By Anthea
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Stockings of finest Shantung Silk
May keep your legs from cold,
But heed not the bitter pill:
You know that you were sold.
>From waterfront to back-street,
>From Kowloon to Timbuktu,
When into the shadows dart my eyes
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Poetry - A Satire of Carol Ann Duffy's Valentine By Jason Karlson
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Not a cabbage or a radish
I give you a banana
It is a tasty snack wrapped in yellow skin
It promises nutrition
Like the opening of a box of weetabix
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Poetry - Abortion. By Amy, 16
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The day that she told me,
Came as quite a shock,
She didn't want the baby,
Both our worlds had quickly stopped.
She hadn't told her parents,
Nor her sister or her brother,
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Poetry - She Stands Framed, Duality and Undulating Pulses .. By MD Tasker
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UNDULATING PULSES
EBBS EDDYS WHIRLS TIDES
FLUX AND FLOW, SEASONAL GLORIOUS RIDE
ATOM THUMP ELECTRON BUMPING
HEART STOPPING
CORPUSCLE POPPING
LEAF FALLING SUN STOPPING
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Poetry - You can take the boy out of the council estate... By Lee Cassanell
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Pass me a chocolate,
Make mine a tea.
Eyes on the tele
Plate on your knee.
Kids in the garden
Shirts in the wash
Caring if Beckhams cheating on Posh.
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Poetry - Do Not Depend on the Wind By Maurice Fairfield
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Do not depend on the wind,
many a sailor and miller has found
A grave in the wave a grave in the ground
In waiting for wind.
Do not depend on the rain,
Pleasure and pain,
Harrowing loss, empty gain
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Poetry - I Shan't Be There Anymore by Michelle Dee.
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Forgotten now are the fairies and
fantasies, the magic and mysteries
Brush the glitter
from my eyes so sore.
I shan't be there anymore
The garden the swings, a child's
playthings, a chance for fun
in the hazy summer sun.
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