I’m coming home for Christmas
I’m coming home today
I’m coming home for Christmas
I am on my way.
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The Goodbye Day
Thanksgiving Day 2014
Let us gather together
as long as we are able
so throw a log on the fire
while we sit ‘round the table
1/12 of One Teaspoon
I am small I know
Only a tiny, little bee
But it is my work
To provide you some sweet honey.
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Be My Superman
Honey, we’ve been together so very long,
is it time to be moving on?
But wait, why can’t we still stay together?
After all, we still love each other.
We’ve hit troubled waters, can’t you see?
Why can’t we just love each other like they do on TV?
I’ll be your Lois if you be my Superman.
I’ll be your Terry if you be my Nickie.
I’ll be your Mimi if you be my Guy.
I’ll be your Nora if you be my Nick.
Maybe we can start all over,
as long as we’re together.
We’ll take it like they in the movies,
no matter what happens, we’ll be happy.
As long as we don’t break into reality,
we can do it like they do it on TV.
I’ll be your Lois if you be my Superman.
I’ll be your Terry if you be my Nickie.
I’ll be your Mimi if you be my Guy.
I’ll be your Nora if you be my Nick.
Those wouldn’t be good enough for me,
I want to go for all the glory.
I’ll be your Lombard if you be my Gable.
I’ll be your BaCall if you be my Bogart.
I’ll be your Allen if you be my Burns.
I’ll be your Evans if you be my Rogers.
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My Little Red Wagon
We all pull little red wagons.
Filled
with
junk.
Fears.
Worries.
Concerns.
Anger.
Hate.
Falling is Not Failing
“I cannot do this.
I cannot do it at all.
If I try
I know I will fall
so I will sit and wait
tucked safely in here.
Late night thoughts regarding the Atonement before I drift off to sleep
I can wipe away your tears
But I can’t heal your broken heart
Friendship
by Marilyn D. Lee
Friendship is something that doesn’t grow overnight.
It’s something you must work on with all your might.
A friend is someone to share good and bad times with,
a person who is real and not a story or myth.
To be able to have a friend to share God with,
is the greatest treasure there is on earth or in heaven.
My friendship for you has grown seven times seven.
If you need me at any time, don’t hesitate to give me a call.
I’ll be by your side without any excuses or a stall.
Remember your friend loves you very much.
Please remember this old funny such and such.
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They Come at Night
They come at night, you know.
Thieving, stealing, slinking, breaking.
In the dark so know one will see.
Cover. Hide. Run. Flee.
Some kind of life they lead.
Where is dignity?
What is that?
Where is pride?
Give me some.
Where is my dignity?
We stole it.
Where is my privacy?
We rummaged through it.
Where is my security?
We ran off with it.
Most don’t care.
They can’t.
It happens too often
Welcome to the city.
Warning:
They come at night, though.
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