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I have a heavy heart, all my joy is pretend
sadness is real today because I lost a friend
and all I can think is...how can this be the end?
The fact that he is gone...I can not comprehend
I lock myself away, I want to go and hide
replaying the moment you told me he had died
Who will take me dancing? Who else could be my guide?
trying to take comfort, he’s on the other side
I’ve said a thousand prayers, to bring him back to me
I know such things aren’t wise- that’s not reality
we have to move forward for what will be, will be
I try to tell myself…he is finally free.
We will always mourn, we will always ask why
I have to remember- it is okay to cry
he is now an angel, rising into the sky
we are forever changed…today we say goodbye
Literature
A Treasured Photograph
Does anyone else have that one photograph,
of some one very dear, and it is the essence of who they were?
When you look at their face, their eyes draw you in
and the connection you once had in the physical world is there again.
You can see and reach right into their soul
and they also know exactly how it is in your world.
They see all your grief, all the pain you have been through
and they feel it too. It shows in their eyes looking at you
drawing you in, also welling up with tears.
The connection still exists between you beyond the grave,
the love is still so strong. The bond between you is forever,
for one fleeting moment together again.
Literature
Lady Luck
Lady luck is a fickle creature,
who likes to play around.
Just when you're up flying high,
she can bring you down.
You can cross your fingers all you want,
even kiss a rabbits paw,
if she decides it's not your day,
she'll walk right out the door.
Lucky in love or lucky with money,
she will choose who wins
and if she hears your cursing cries,
she just turns away and grins.
You have to keep her happy,
don't try to bend her will.
Please try to just remember this
and then keep calm and chill.
It's best to stop and wait a while,
when things seem really stuck,
till the lady smiles again,
there's no need to push your luck.
by Suzanne
Literature
The paper soul
Picture the soul of every child,
as a pristine delicate paper ball,
filled with love and happiness,
innocent and whole.
This fine intricately woven filigree orb
inside of all their hearts,
must be cherished, protected and loved,
lest it fall apart.
A remark out of place
is like a slap in the face.
Taking the fool
and all ridicule,
can crush and destroy this beautiful soul,
leaving irreparable damage untold.
When paper is crumpled, creased, dashed and trodden,
the marks left are plain to see.
With the soul it's the same, hurt, scarred and broken
and bullied into misery.
With apologies you may want forgiveness,
like the paper you try to sm
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Written in loving memory Ron Chartier who passed away on December 4th, 2015. Rest in peace Ron. You are missed.
Day 5- DFC 2015
Form: Awit
The Awit, the Filipno word for song, is a quatrain form with 12 syllables per line and the rhyming aaaa bbbb etc. There is a break after the 6th syllable of each line. I's supposed to tell a story.
Day 5- DFC 2015
Form: Awit
The Awit, the Filipno word for song, is a quatrain form with 12 syllables per line and the rhyming aaaa bbbb etc. There is a break after the 6th syllable of each line. I's supposed to tell a story.
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My sincere condolences