I've finished life's chores assigned to me,
So put me on a boat headed out to sea.
Please send along my fishing pole
For I've been invited to the fishin' hole.
Where every day is a day to fish,
To fill your heart with every wish.
Don't worry, or feel sad for me,
I'm fishin' with the Master of the sea.
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I am the blossom pressed in a book,
found again after two hundred years. . . .
I am the maker, the lover, and the keeper. . . .
When the young girl who starves
sits down to a table
she will sit beside me. . . .
I am food on the prisoner's plate. . . .
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If I should die, think only this of me:
That there's some corner of a foreign field
That is for ever England. There shall be
In that rich earth a richer dust concealed;
A dust whom England bore, shaped, made aware,
Gave, once, her flowers to love, her ways to roam,
A body of England's, breathing English air,
Washed by the rivers, blest by suns of home.
And think, this heart, all evil shed away,
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From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were; I have not seen
As others saw; I could not bring
My passions from a common spring.
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow; I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone;
And all I loved, I loved alone.
Then- in my childhood, in the dawn
Of a most stormy life- was drawn
......
I was a famous conductor, and performing beautiful music was my joy,
As diamond sunshine, to pervade darkness, finds any means to employ.
Music had long been a part of me, in that I sang long before conducting,
Like the famed adult bluebird choirs, lead the songs they are instructing.
My much loved work kept me busy. Still, I loved every precious moment,
As wild, crazy, summer colors dash afar, with no cries of encroachment.
But I had a personal favorite song, which I loved more than any other,
......
I was a famous conductor, and performing beautiful music was my joy,
As diamond sunshine, to pervade darkness, finds any means to employ.
Music had long been a part of me, in that I sang long before conducting,
Like the famed adult bluebird choirs, lead the songs they are instructing.
My much loved work kept me busy. Still, I loved every precious moment,
As wild, crazy, summer colors dash afar, with no cries of encroachment.
But I had a personal favorite song, which I loved more than any other,
......
Eternal woes in my heart you are set
And not getting out anytime soon I’d bet
The fire burning in my eyes has spread
It lit my soul, leaving me alive and dead
Every time it hurts I feel inspired
The pain however, has made me sick and tired
But I smile proudly in the face of trouble
For if I cry, I’ll be hurt in double
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Life full of grievances and prejudice,
He was young, broken, and fragile.
Crying under the sheets every night,
Who was he going to blame this time?
Life had been miserable once every while.
He was begging and grovelling for someone to reach out this time,
Anyone would be just fine!
There was no one to stay by his side,
Not for a while or even for the sake of the last time.
He was hoping for someone to come and say,
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At no time could my heart ever discern reason,
Yet, I tried in the wildflower years to be smart.
Nebulous weather wisely varies every season,
But there is no wisdom in an enamored heart.
Yet, I tried in the wildflower years to be smart.
Sometimes, I really thought I had succeeded.
But there is no wisdom in an enamored heart,
Like a bleeding sun when day has been ceded!
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Why must I lose everything I own?
Why must I lose all I have loved?
All that I desire, all that I've known?
Time is Relentless
dauntless
like a fleeting moment
like a speck of dust
In a quick heartbeat
in a fleeting breath
loss descends like darkness
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