Miles and Miles

Nineteen thousand miles a day

I travel round this sphere

Spinning, spinning, my life away

Just to stay “Right Here”

 

Near seven million miles each year

Of spinning round and round

Any wonder that I should fear

Becoming too tightly wound?

 

Plus 585 Million more

I annually lap the sun

Any wonder that I am sore

And at times I come undone?

 

Then the 10-1/2 Billion miles the sun

Flies each solar year through space

Are far more steps I have to run

Just to stay within the race

 

And this, my fifty-sixth time around

The miles are high indeed

Wondering, I searched but haven’t found;

How good’s my warranty?

 

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Song Bird

Alone in dead tree, she sings her song,

Warbling aloud to the bustling throng

Stories of life and love and hate

Sharing the loneliness of no mate

Yet of all the people passing beneath her perch

It seems I alone hear the bird in the birch

The rest of the crowd, rushes on by

Never aware of life, never knowing why

　

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Tracks of Your Tears

Listen with your soul, and not your ears,

You’ll hear the pain, hear the fears,

Of the cries you’ve voiced, the hurt you’ve borne,

The lies you’ve told, the disguises worn.

Each and every oath you’ve uttered,

As a voice inside you quietly stuttered,

While for all the varied promises sworn,

You’ve held complete and utter scorn.

Yet you ask me now, you want to know,

The evil that your heart did sow,

But you’ll only learn looking back on the years,

And mapping the tracks of your flowing tears.



　

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The Rain

Whispy clouds float on by

Drizzle pours from a gray, gray sky

And as if there was need of further proof

Listen…hear the rain drops on the roof.

　

　

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Merry Christmas

May
Every
Repine
Remind
You

Christ
Has
Risen
In
Stead
That
Mankind
Attain
Salvation

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Christmas Eve

The sun has set

O’er the western rim

There are packages beneath my tree


The chocolate’s hot

The cider is spiced

The cookie’s are warm and moist


I’m missing you

As I often do

Cause your so very far away


So I’ll wish you joy,

And love and faith

Tomorrow’s Christmas Day

　

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I Believe

I believe in Santa,

Fairies,

Leprechauns,

Sprites.  

 

I believe in Unicorns,

Pegasus,

Yeti,  

Dragons.

 

I believe in Atlantis,

El Dorado,

Mount Olympus,

Valhalla.

 

I believe in

Joyful

Laughing

Children

 

I believe in the joy

that flows

into the world

from imagination.

 

 

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