Through The Years
Through the years, we have wandered.
Down these, narrow lanes.
First as children to the schoolhouse,
remember the fun and games,
hopscotch and blindman's bluff.
Remember too the lessons,
English and mathematics,
we used to hate them both.
Then there were the teachers,
we had nicknames for them all.
But as the years slipped quietly by,
quite unnoticed by us all.
We had to go to work,
spring, summer, winter, fall.
The peel of bells,
and the sound of laughter,
greeted our Wedding day.
As down the lane to the church,
we all made our way.
But in the distant, echoes of a shattered peace,
were to part us soon,
as the thunder of a hundred thousand feet,
of men marching off to war.
Would soon be heard,
not a mile from our door.
Many of their lives would be stolen,
in battlefields far away.
Few would return, disillusioned,
and full of dismay.
The church is filled with silent payers,
for loved ones in a strange land.
Where men and boys fight,
side by side, hand in hand.
But soon the years slipped by again,
slowly the war was ended.
No one really won.
The lives lost on both sides,
proved the futility of it all.
So once again, we are reunited,
but we are strangers as we meet.
The war has taken its toll,
of my legs and feet.
Time has changed us both,
we are not as close as we were.
We have to learn about each other,
try and sooth the scars of war.
Gentle is our first approach,
the war has made us cautious.
Soon the sound of children,
echo in our vacant lives.
Memories are rekindled,
of our earlier times.
So down the narrow lanes we wander,
as we’ve done so many times before,
but its with new young lives we go.
Let’s hope they will succeed,
where we have failed before.
11/2/1980
poem by David Harris
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The Bells Announcing Our Wedding Day
Today is a wonderful day for me,
I feel so special, I just did ten years ago,
I remember when we entered the church,
The sound of the bells announcing our wedding day.
The feelings I had on that day, i'll never forget,
I'll tresure them forever in my being,
That special way i'll never feel again,
Such an unique feeling that brings joy to my heart.
I thank you for being besides me,
Through the good times when we laughed with joy,
And through the hard moments, to surpass,
You were always by my side, you never let me down.
I wish to be with you forever,
To live together one thousand lives,
Our time time will never be enough,
To show you i care and how much i love you.
poem by Cristina Teodor
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Days Of Our Lives
How many times have you walked through my door
How many times have you heard my song before
How many lines until the end of time
These are the days of our lives
How many times did you hear mother say
You would do fine if you didn't sleep all day
Oh mother dear, I'll get a job next year
These are the days of our lives
How many times did you walk down the street
Avoiding cracks that were thrown at your feet
These rainy days were sent to make us pay
But these are the days of our lives
How many roads must a woman walk down
How many walls will surround the town
All that I am could get us out of here
These are the days of our lives
Did you believe in the stories at night
Weren't you afraid when they turned out the light
Oh, such a gas, I'm sorry it won't last
These are the days of our lives
These are the days that some of us regret
These are the days we learn to forget
These are the days that turn us out this way
These are the days of our lives
Of our lives
song performed by by Travis
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Love Rekindled
I fondly remember when I first saw you-
It was at that Restaurant called West View.
Our parents had chosen the venue.
And as I looked over the menu,
You sauntered in much in style
Wearing a disarming smile.
In your clear gaze I saw an honest man,
And knew in a blink it was a divine plan.
In no time we were man and woman.
every moment felt like heaven.
Oh yes, we had our tiffs and fights,
But we made up by the night
In time children came,
Life after was not the same.
Tired when I slipped into the sheets,
You would tenderly message my cold feet.
Soon work took over our lives.
I was busy being a working mom and wife.
Before we knew children flew the nest,
And I was filled with unrest.
I wanted to reconnect,
But you were too busy on the internet.
Now there was no romance,
Had it slipped by chance?
Seeing the young celebrate Valentine,
I too coaxed you to take me out to dine.
We went to the same place,
Where we had met by God’s grace.
We laughed and talked,
And later hand in hand walked.
Night was chilly,
we felt young and silly.
I think that night,
Everything again felt right.
After long I felt light
And my heart soared like a kite.
Next day though you came home late,
You shyly asked will you come on a date.
poem by Mamta Agarwal
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I Remember It All
In times gone by I remember it all
The fun we had
The friends I made
The love I won and lost
The fiery anger that burns the soul and makes my mind a cloud
It hurts my heart to tell you this
My head is in a fix
I hate this world in its dark
In times gone by I remember it all
The roads I should have taken
The things I forgot
The people whose lives destroyed
The stupid things that I have done
The evil things
I hated the things I did
The dangerous paths I took
In times gone by I remember it all
I remember the words unspoken
The pain that still sits on the heart
The problems that wreck the soul
and never been resolved
In times gone by I remember it all
The pain, the heartbreak
The laughter
I remember the good times and the bad
The stories told and untold
In times gone by I remember
The memories I have made
poem by Rachel Branscombe
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On The Passing Of Lizzie Hickey
I've heard of the passing of Lizzie Hickey a long life on this Earth she did enjoy
And she now lives on in another atmosphere for good people such as she will never die
Yes she lives on somewhere in the hereafter for the reaper never lays claim to the soul
And she is one I always will remember when back the lanes of memory I will stroll.
A Faithful wife to the late Johnny Hickey she raised four children Donal, Joan, John Francis and Jane
And she was a role model and a mentor and marvellous memories of her I retain
I felt saddened at the news of her passing but time 'twould seem for anyone doesn't wait
And we ought not to mourn Lizzie Hickey but her marvellous life we ought to celebrate.
There was so much to like about that woman a great role model to us school going boys
We admired her for her great depth of knowledge so down to earth and yet so very wise,
She was one of the most likeable people and in her kind heart there was so much good
And in her life she never made an enemy and she would only help you if she could.
I heard of the passing of Lizzie Hickey she now is living in a better place
At Inchaleigh close to the Town of Millstreet in our young years her's was a familiar face
She only left her soul elsewhere is living that part of her is never going to die
And in that Land that we know as the hereafter her new life she's beginning to enjoy.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Memorial Day
Memories of those who are no longer here
are shared by millions who hold them dear.
Their faces so young that stay in the mind
of parents and wives and husbands that find
their loved ones were taken so young in their years.
Their children were left too young to cry tears,
never knowing their fathers or seeing their smile
or having them there as they walk down the aisle.
No war's ever worth their great sacrifice,
fought with their lives, they paid the great price.
And now we take time just one day a year
and pray somehow, somewhere they can hear
we miss them and honor them in memory
and hope their children's lives will turn out to be
ones that are filled with love and with peace.
So in their futures 'Memorial Days' will cease.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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IV-TV
Black Sun came and changed our name
Made our lives this simple stain
Drove the children from their chores
Handcrafted housewives into whores
Society snake it ate our brains
Injected poison in our veins
T.V. minds hip swing grinds
Faces cracked and filled with lines
Black sun came and changed our name
Made our lives this simple stain
Introveneous T.V. feeds
Bedroom violence all he sees
Ride the lightning to the sky
Stab the clouds and watch them cry
Black sun came and changed our name
Made our lives this simple stain
All we do is smite
for what we think is right
Sound of mind bereft of sight
Denial taking human life
Clouds go by children run
Gulls do nosedives in the sun
Water falling from a spout
into wanting thirsty mouths
Black sun came and changed out name
Made our lives this simple stain
Made our lives this simple stain
Made our lives this simple stain
All we do is smite
for what we think is right
Sound of mind bereft of sight
Denial taking human life
All we do is smite
for what we think is right
Sound of mind bereft of sight
Endless blinding cathode light
song performed by by Marilyn Manson
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Summer's Child
Looking outside on a hot summer's day
Children run to each others homes to play
The air is filled with screams and laughter
In their adult years, they'll remember it forever after
Sweaty and out of breath, they run to me
Asking for some water or iced tea
Happy to sit and tell me of their day
Even though now, my hair is all grey
Wondrous events and all the new toys
Laughter coming from girls and boys
How innocent their existence is today
When they have nothing to do but play
How we long for such simpler times
To forget them, would be a crime
Yearning for the past and the memory
Of how easy our lives, used to be
poem by Jr James D Nall
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Until we meet again
I will not let my hand let go your hand.
How little time together here remains:
Dear sister- looking old, frail, and confused-
lost somewhere in Morpheus’ gentle dreams.
The taxi that I called is downstairs waiting,
and shortly I must tear myself away
Knowing that our parting will be final-
We will not meet again till Judgment day.
We started out Depression era babies
When we were young we slept in the same bed
We had little, except each other, sister
but I would want for nothing else instead.
We’ve lived full lives and counted up our loses:
Your husband gone, my youngest in her grave.
It seems to me that we have come full circle
Hard times crash against us like a wave.
Our parents long since gone, their time receding.
Faded photographs behind a frame
When we are gone who then will remember
their lives, their love, their faces or their names.
I take a last long glance to save the memory
Embrace you in a gentle hug, then part
and if I can’t abide with you forever
Live forever young in this old heart.
poem by John F. McCullagh
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My Adieu;
The summer nights that emptied all sorrows.
The winter nights filled me with pain.
The slow breeze of autumn that humbly blew my hairs.
Of all the days that i did spend.
Of all the nights that i have seen.
And all those faces.
Young and old.
I remember them still.
I remember them now.
Oh how each day enroled a lesson.
One that was worth learning.
And how each moment that left my clock.
Left its fragrance with it.
The rains; the sun; the moon; the breeze.
That left there certain cries of ease.
Worth recalling; when i was sad.
Or broken by someones words.
And as each day slipped through my fingers.
Many memories; welcomed my heart.
And now as my heart beats still.
And now as death comes near.
Farewell oh dear, cruel world.
Farewell its traps and games.
Farewell to them who lived with me.
Farewell to love and pain.
I say adieu to every soul that lives a silent life.
May you find peace that i have found.
With death upon my door.
It is love that made me fly in the seventh sky.
But it was hope that never left me; for eternity.
poem by Furqan Asad
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A moment missed
Remember when I asked you out?
And how you shed a tear.
Remember how I told you.
That I'd stay for all those years.
Remember our first kiss?
Under a moonlit sky.
Remember the fireworks.
That shone in your eyes.
A smeared kiss.
A moment missed.
Remember all the promises?
That we never seemed to keep.
Remember all the times.
I held you when you'd weep.
Remember all the walks we took?
On the beach at midnight.
Remember when we were perfect?
And everything felt right.
A smeared kiss.
A moment missed.
Remember that rose I sent you?
For our schools winter dance.
Remember when we broke up?
And I begged for a second chance.
Remember when you got pregant.
And I stayed right by your side.
Remember how I bought that ring?
And took your hand in mine.
A smeared kiss.
A moment missed.
Remember when I became a dad?
And held my baby girl.
Remember how we fought for names.
And ended up with Pearl.
Remember her first birthday?
And that pretty teddy bear.
Remember her old blankie?
That she carried everywhere.
A smeared kiss.
A moment missed.
Remember how you left me?
With not a word goodbye.
Remember how you took her?
And left me there to die.
Remember all those years?
That you spent far away.
Remember our dying love?
That was ment to always stay.
A smeared kiss.
A moment missed.
Remember the years after?
When you became a whore.
Remember how you took off?
And walked through that same door.
Remember when you got drunk?
And they took our Pearl away.
Remember how I took the fall.
Even though you were too blame.
A smeared kiss.
A moment missed.
Remember how you changed?
And forgot what use to be.
Remember how you hit her?
When our girl had just turned three.
Remember all those moments?
That we thought would last forever.
Remember all our memories?
That we had shared together.
A smeared kiss.
A moment missed.
Remember when you lost your future?
And chose to slice your wrists.
Remember the note you sent me?
Saying please remember this.
Today it's three years later.
And our baby's turning five.
Today she has no mommy.
Because you chose to die.
A smeared kiss.
A moment missed.
poem by Silence Dogood
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Ii Remember But Do Yuu? ? ?
ii remember the funny times
ii remember the baddd too
ii remember wat yuu was like
but doo yuu remember
doo yuu remember me? ?
doo yuu remember wat yuu once said to me
ii remember yuu said yuu loved me
ii remember when yuu said ill always be here
ii remember these things but doo yuu? ? ?
doo yuu remember the first time the cops chased uss ont he motor bike
doo yuu remember the time we stayed upp and mum yelled at yuu
doo yuu remember the times yuu realy cared about me? ?
ii remember all these times
ii remember all the memories
ii remember the day yuu became a memorie
dooo remember its 5 years ago this year
doo yuu remember that it was yuu that left
doo yuu remember when yuu told me ii was a skank
ii remember ii cried all night
ii remember ii tried too ring to talk too yuu but yuu would only hang upp...
ii hate that yuu only alow yuu too stay a memorie to me
when yuu said yuu loved me when yuu said yuu would never leave
ii remember all these things but...... doo yuu remember anything? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?
poem by Sxc Babe Xxx
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Do You Remember
Do you remember when you said I wasn't listening to you,
But you know that I really couldn't.
Do you remember when I asked you to repeat what you said,
And too me you said that you wouldn't.
Do you remember when you got mad at me daily for my hearing,
And I told you that you shouldn't.
Do you remember when I flew thousands of miles,
So that I could Just to be with you.
Do you remember also when I flew you here to my home,
So that we could become just two.
Do you remember when I did or went wherever that you wanted,
And all you really had to do was only to ask me to.
Do you remember how I went into deep, deep debt,
So that I could get you all that you did and do own.
Do you remember how I said that everything of mine was yours,
Which included my heart and also my home.
Do you remember how you then mocked and laughed at me,
When collectors would come and not leave me alone.
Do you remember when I prayed to GOD for our love,
Every single day and also every night.
Do you remember how happy and proud I always was of you,
And all you had to do was stand at my side.
Do you remember all the argument that you started with me,
And with me you would love to argue and fight.
Do you remember those many plans that we had made,
But never alone but while we were together.
Do you also remember how I would always say,
That you and I would always be forever.
Do you also remember as I still do and that I always will,
That once again you secretly chose some other.
Do you still remember the many sins that you've done,
And also the many lies to me that you had spoke.
Do you still remember the times that you weren't in our home,
Especially the times you weren't there when I had awoke.
Do you still remember those many times when you just hid away,
I wonder still if your conscience ever did choke.
Do you still remember and of course I always will, ,
How you have done this again and also once before.
Do you still remember how you had use all your other men,
So that you could get what you were looking for.
Do you remember how you lied and how you used them too,
Maybe that's why you always left for a different shore.
Do you remember the vows and promises that you made,
And once again in front of GOD and in the presence of man.
Do you remember how you would always be at your mans side,
While you were holding onto another mans hand.
Do you remember all those promises you made and then broke,
I wish truly that you I could understand.
Did you also know that years or even days from now,
Your eyes will begin to grow a bit dimmer.
Did you also know that about that same time from now,
Your heart will rebel and will begin to shimmer.
Did you also know about that same time GOD you will meet,
And then did you also know, that GOD too will also remember.
Randy McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Armistice Day
In fields long ago, they fought
millions and millions fell on both sides.
Men, women and boys robbed of a future
in the futility of a world war.
It decimated a generation
and scarred so many lives.
Now sadness hangs over
those battlefields far away
and each November the 11th
at the 11th hour, we remember
the lives that were stole away
and the sacrifice they made
so that we could enjoy our lives today.
Dedication.
This poem was written not only for those who fell in Two World Wars, but also for those who have sacrificed themselves in recent conflicts. May we never forget them.
David Harris
11 November 2008
poem by David Harris
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Where Do You Come From
In your eyes I see a thousand lives,
Where do you come from,
Where do you belong.
Visions in my mind of people crying,
Where did we go wrong,
Where do we belong.
Ways that our fathers showed us are
A menaace,
And a hindrance in these troubled times.
Blinding us,
Stealing us of our reason.
Down crash the walls of cities,
They have kept us enslaved for so many years.
Want new seeing,
New meaning for us living.
Did I see you once as a friend,
Where do you come from,
Where do you belong.
When I feel you around me,
Seems that Ive loved you oh so many times,
I know you,
Do you remember me.
See fields that stretch far before us,
Offer a new vision that began with time.
Children dancing,
Joyous laughter sacred wonder.
song performed by by Kinks
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Sacrifices
Autumn leaves have fallen
across long forgotten battlefields
where deep below the ground
the dead lie asleep.
Their lives torn apart
by some wicked war.
There they have immortality
for they will age no more.
Their sleep is restless
for from their deaths,
no lessons were learnt
and men and boys keep killing
in constant wicked wars.
On the eleventh hour,
of the eleventh day,
of the eleventh month
we stand in silence
to honour their memory
for the sacrifices they made,
but we have never learnt the lessons
This poem is dedicated to the memory of the men, women and children from all countries that have lost their lives in wars that have plagued our world. May their souls rest in eternal peace.
for which their lives they gave
as the killing still goes on and on.
poem by David Harris
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Remembering 9/11: Ten Years On
Ten years have now passed since that fateful September day,
When many people’s loved ones were cruelly whipped away.
Children, who lost parents, have turned into young women and men;
Husbands and wives still feel their loss now, as they did way back then.
Also on that day, many Mums and Dads lost their daughters and sons.
Many people were in the prime of their lives and were still so young.
Aunts and uncles too, lost much their loved nieces and nephews;
No decent human being could believe the heart stopping news.
I remember how I watched the events unfold, that day, on TV.
I found it very difficult to take in the images which I could see.
I distinctly remember seeing the Twin Towers falling
And found the terrifying footage so extremely appalling.
How could the culprits sit there and watch them fall,
Knowing, full well, that they, alone, were responsible?
It’s bad enough when you kill or injure someone by accident,
But those untimely deaths were planned and were cruelly meant.
Even when things in life go so very tragically wrong,
New York City showed the world it could be so strong.
They picked up the pieces, and showed they wouldn’t be beat.
Only a short time later, the City was getting back upon its feet.
Today, there are many remembrance ceremonies taking place,
Being attended by the many decent people of the human race.
They wanted to remember both people they had and hadn’t met.
That day is one day that the entire world never will ever forget.
By the events that day, you couldn’t help but be moved.
How callous some people can be, this day really proved.
That morning, people innocently made their way to work,
Completely unaware of the dangers which, nearby, lurked.
The world was caught up in a complete and utter nightmare.
People couldn’t hide their shock and feelings of total despair.
We remember all those killed that day, now exactly ten years on.
The memories of that day, from our minds, will never ever be gone.
poem by Angela Wybrow
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Walk Like A Man
I remember how rough your hand felt on mine on my wedding day
And the tears cried on my shoulder I couldnt turn away
Well so much has happened to me that I dont understand
All I can think of is being five years old following behind you at the beach tracing your footprints in the sand
Trying to walk like a man
By our lady of the roses we lived in the shadow of the elms
I remember ma draggin me and my sister up the street to the church whenever she heard those wedding bells
Well would they ever look so happy again the handsome groom and his bride
As they stepped into that long black limousine for their mystery ride
Well tonight you step away from me and alone at the alter I stand
And as I watch my bride coming down the aisle I pray for the strength to walk like a man
Well now the years have gone and Ive grown from that seed youve sown
But I didnt think thered be so many steps Id have to learn on my own
Well I was young and I didnt know what to do
When I saw your best steps stolen away from you
Now Ill do what I can
Ill walk like a man
And Ill keep on walkin
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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The Fight For Freedom
There's a sound it┬┤s heard across the land
It's heard across the sea
You'll only hear it if you listen with your heart
And one day hope to be free
To hear the sound of freedom many gave their lives
They fought for you and me
Those memories will always live inside us
Now it's our time to be free
Where the eagles fly I will soon be there
If you want to come along with me my friend
Say the words and you'll be free
From the mountains to the sea
We'll fight for freedom again
So ring out loud for all the world to hear
From sea to shining sea
Let freedom ring and every man be king
To live as one through the years
Where the eagles fly I will soon be there
If you want to come along with me my friend
Say the words and you'll be free
From the mountains to the sea
We'll fight for freedom again
Now┬┤s the time we all must stand together
So raise your hands show them we are strong
Side by side the fight goes on forever
Marching to the battle with this song
Where the eagles fly I will soon be there
If you want to come along with me my friend
Say the words and you'll be free
From the mountains to the sea
We'll fight for freedom again
song performed by by Manowar from Warriors Of The World
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On Himself
A wearied pilgrim I have wander'd here,
Twice five-and-twenty, bate me but one year;
Long I have lasted in this world; 'tis true
But yet those years that I have lived, but few.
Who by his gray hairs doth his lustres tell,
Lives not those years, but he that lives them well:
One man has reach'd his sixty years, but he
Of all those three-score has not lived half three:
He lives who lives to virtue; men who cast
Their ends for pleasure, do not live, but last.
poem by Robert Herrick
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