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A Prized And Welcomed Reward

After being exposed to diversity,
And the taste of its various flavors.
One who has lived to experience this,
Often chooses a life to live in quietness.
Away from those undecisive, undetermined...
And those who have never acquired a discipline.

Equivalent to receiving a prized and welcomed reward,
This is.
To anticipate with each Sunrise and Sunset that comes.
With a feeling of being blessed.
To express this when twenty-four hours of the day is done.
And achieving of a peace of mind one finds to confess it.

God I thank You for this glorious gift.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It Is A Feeling Embedded In One's Mind

The memory of losing a child,
Never leaves.
It is a feeling embedded in one's mind,
To remain as if a hole unplugged...
Can not be fixed.
There is a feeling of guilt that revisits,
From time to time.

And those who have never had that experience,
Are blessed not to know it.
Although those who do know,
What that experience is like...
Can sympathize with those who say,
'You have no idea,
How these children of mine can get on my last nerve.
Ten minutes!
If I only had ten minutes to myself.
Without them constantly on my mind I'd be happy.'

~You are right.
I have not been blessed to have that experience.
However,
Once they arrive...
Your life is no longer yours.
They will be on your mind until your life is over.~

'Oh yeah?
How would you know? '

~It's a feeling I get.~

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Blessed With This Gift

If one makes a decision,
To awaken seeking ways to appreciate life.
With a feeling that expresses a gratefulness,
To experience this gift.
They will see opportunity.
And know to them it has already been given.

If one makes a decision,
Life is to be lived and not taken for granted...
Blessings given will be shared,
If they awaken with thoughts...
To be to others more caring!

If...
And that's not a big 'if' to ponder.
Not to awaken thinking of possibilities!
Or what this day given brings.

If...
One makes a decision,
To awaken seeking ways to appreciate life.
One just has to start,
Realizing each day when they awaken...
They have already been blessed with a gift!

If...
For them that is a decision made,
To see a life that has been given that way...
Fortunes are at their fingertips.
With a pricelessness that enriches.

If one makes a decision,
To awaken seeking ways to appreciate life.
And feeling blessed with this gift.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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There Is Something About Having Peace

Everywhere I have been,
To travel and/or live.
I made it my choice,
To meet and share with different people.

I've been creative all my life.
And nothing about it is a mystery.
With an experiencing of it done,
On various stages.
Under spotlight.
And alone emotionally.

And today I can say,
I would have to think hard...
To express regret.
Every breath of life I have been given,
I am thankful to feel so blessed.

For anyone to recommend,
Or to me suggest...
What it is I should do with my time,
Have no idea...
The joy I have with peace of mind.

And that peace of mind is mine to define.
With a seeking I do not do,
To anyone to explain what I have gone through...
With a welcoming of it to keep.
And prepared to defend it,
From nosey busy bodies if I have to!

I wasn't born yesterday,
With a searching for compatible companionship.
Or sharing my life in an argumentative relationship.
Trust me...
I have donated.
And my charity work has been done.
There is something about having peace...
With a quietness on a daily basis released,
That I have learned to love and appreciate.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Twenty Four Hours A Day

MUSIC BY BARRY MANILOW
LYRICS BY MARTY PANZER
I was gonna see the world one day
Maybe be a movie star
Or buy a quiet house, down by the bay
And write about the way things are
But the way things are right now
I can hardly write my name
And I've lost my taste for the wanderin' ways
For fortune and for fame
Darlin' all I want to do is be with you
Twenty four hours a day
All the other dreams I've had
Have faded away
Darlin' all I want to do is be with you
Twenty four hours a day
If you want to be with me
Then here's where I'll stay
I was gonna save the human race
Find my place in history
Or sail away one day far out in space
And live a life of mystery
But the mystery to me
Is the life I've lived before
And the place for me isn't history
It's with you forever more
Darlin' all I want to do is be with you
Twenty four hours a day
All the other dreams I've had
Have faded away
Darlin' all I want to do is be with you
Twenty four hours a day
If you want to be with me
Then here's where I'll stay

song performed by by Barry Manilow
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DIS with an ASTER Grasped

DIS with an ASTER...
That's how some live their lives.
With attempts not to include,
Any form of discipline.
With expectations,
However they achieve a goal wished...
Can be done without sacrifice.
With an achieving of success,
The way they would like.

Those not applying a daily regimen,
With not a focus or a purpose...
From Sunrise to Sunset,
With some sweat and tears that may begin.
Believe that anything tossed into the wind,
By them...
Is significant to pass.
Even if it's mediocrity!
Or...a DIS with an ASTER grasped.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Gift One Gets

The ones who assumes,
What others initiate to do...
Had them specifically in mind.
Especially when their time to live,
Had not yet arrived.
Thrives on a me-me-I-I-aspects of life.

A gift one gets to enjoy it,
Is given to express...
What for them they do is best.
And rarely has nothing to do,
With those who chance upon it to view.

The ones who assume,
What others initiated to do...
Had them specifically in mind.
Especially when their time to live,
Had not yet arrived.

And those who wish to take credit,
For one's gift...
Only motivate its existence.
But should not perceive themselves,
The inspiration one finds to create from one's mind.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Benefit Of This Is Missed

It's better with a bit of innocence.
Better with a benefit of it,
Yes.
It's better with a bit of innocence.
Better with a benefit of it,
And...
So much exposed has people sick.
It's better with a bit of innocence.
And wish they do for peace and quietness.
It's better with a benefit of it!
Yes.

So many are lost for many reasons.
And destroyed by the cost of losing innocence.
Many wish for a taste of more sweetened seasons.
Wanting to reminisce,
A beneift missed.

People wish to unlock their doors to explore.
Remembering when there was an innocence of this.
Many are seeking a life to live adored.
Knowing how beneficial and wanting this more.

So many are lost for many reasons.
And destroyed by the cost of losing innocence.
Many wish for a taste of more sweetened seasons.
Wanting to reminisce,
A beneift missed.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Two Zero Twelve

Two zero zero eight.
Truth was served upon the plates.
Some ate it...
And felt fine.
Some wanted to wait,
Until two zero zero nine.

Two zero zero nine.
Digesting truth,
Was now in those minds.
And comprehension,
Many came to find as divine.

Then came two zero ten.
Reality of values came to sink in.
Folks began to sing.
Rejoicing about life!
And what life brings.
Clearly life meant more to them...
Than the collecting of things!
Or proclamations,
Of evilness.
Or the religious teachings of sins!

Two zero eleven!
Could this be heaven?
Here on Earth?
Was going through the conflict of change...
Bringing to everyone,
This total peace that came?

Two zero twelve...
Brought an exchange,
With other worldly beings...
Some looking like elves.
Some appearing much differently...
Like those we perceived,
As looking 'normal'...
Like ourselves!

And all beings came,
From other parts of the Universe...
To rejoice in the acceptance,
Of true diversity!
Like nothing before experienced.
With all achieving a higher consciousness...
In a bliss received,
By all who witness this!
And feeling grateful to be blessed,
With this gift that comes bringing with it...
A peace released.
And minds finally finding rest!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Unsung Psalm

There would be psalms sung by a choir
I would have a white robe a halo newly acquired
Id be at peace and Id have no desire
If Id lived right
There would be cherubs with tiny harps arrows and bows
Id have a halo and a flowing white robe
Id be enfolded by a celestial light
If Id lived right
But Im feeling hot and bothered under the collar
I feel the sweat breaking out on my brow
I feel the heat and I know its the passion
The love I cant disavow
If this is a dream wake me up now
If this is a movie lets edit these scenes out
It would be a pg instead of an x rated life
If Id lived right
Some would call me a cheat call me a liar
Say that Ive been defeated by the basest desired
Yes I have strayed and succumbed to my vices
But I tried to live right
But I have no regrets no guilt in my heart
I only feel sadness for any pain that Ive caused
I guess I wouldnt bother to worry at all
If Id lived right
Do you live by the book do you play by the rules
Do you care what is thought by others about you
If this day is all that is promised to you
Do you life for the future the present the past
If there is one thing I know I know I will die
If anyone cares some stranger my critique my life
I may be revered or defamed and decried
But I tried to live right
There would be psalms sung by a choir
I would have a white robe a halo newly acquired
Id be at peace and Id have no desire
If Id lived right

song performed by by Tracy Chapman
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Receiving This to Give As Given Is a Blessing

The less space one has,
With less things to clutter it...
To consume the mind in denial,
Leaves one with more life to live.

And in 'that' acceptance of a nothingness,
Others may perceive as an unbearable sacrifice...
One has 'everything' to experience and share.

Since those with points of view of materialsm,
Aren't there to busy a mind in peace.
To diminish happiness with expensive needs,
To qualify teased 'wants' delusioned.

Life then becomes such an abundant experience.
And receiving this to give as given,
Is a blessing to comprehend and acknowledge.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sunrise & Sunset

When the sun rises, we call it sunrise
when the sun sets, we call it sunset

Our sunrise can be someone else's sunset
someone else's sunrise can be our sunset

It is relative but one thing is certain

when you really live

a sunrise is a thought
a sunset is a memory

It is not relative

it holds every day, forever and always

poem by Sana Eddami
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