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Sitting on a beach on golden sand blue sky above me
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( A friend asked me to write this for her local Bingo )
by PoemOwen
32 lines, 1 comment,
on Nov 19 4:55 AM 2008. In Humor
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( Dedicated to my Grandma )
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Have you ever walked along a long and lonely road wanted to stop but had to carry on
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I was sitting in a cafe drinking tea when a man suddenly approached me
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Life's a book so take a look
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Tender love i give to you i always will
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( dedicated to a lovly Dad,Alan )
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(dedicated to old Bill,i used to work in a Hospital delivering and i used to walk past him all time and chat to him,try to )
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( A friend of mine asked if i could write a Poem for his Daughter who spends a lot of her life in Hospital in her silent world,this is waht
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On a cobbled street so long ago a woman with a cart selling logs and coal
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I was about eight years old the shouting and swearing was deafening and loud
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It was the calm before the storm waiting for the off
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At the age of one i cant remember that far gone at the age of two i was just getting to know you
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Looking down on you it`s tearing me apart Mum and Dad i know its broken your heart
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It was a cold September morning not a person was to be seen
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It`s been two years since you left me a note you picked up your bag and grabbed your coat
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(dedicated to the Gallager brothers,Oasis...)
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Sometimes i`ll take a walk to the beach take off my shoes and dip my feet
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I was working eight days a week and i was finding myself in times of trouble.Mother Mary was coming to me.Should i whisper words of wisdom or just let it be.Now going back to yesterday,i thought all my troubles were going awa
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I`ve always been a fool in everything ive done but i do enjoy to live
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Years ago when we were young we had lots of laughs and so much fun
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Your folks they bought you everything i bought you presents even bought you a ring
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At school i was always let down punched in the face
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I grew up in a tough World but in my Dad`s World
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You were born on the fourth of July your Daddy took you in his arms
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( When my Dad was dieing in The Hospice,i had to write this for them,they did everything for him/us.I wanted to express how a Hospice,just the name scares you,untill you have been through a loved ones time with them )
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got here too late missed the crossing now i`m in a state
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Since i can remember i had weired thoughts and dreams
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