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My Sister's Birthday

We watch as toddlers
run squealing through the house,
laughter bounding through bright halls,
a knee-level storm of pure joy.

They punctuate our grown-up conversation
as the slide-show begins.

Now you’re the bright eyed infant!

Mom was so young and pretty
Holding you close
in her strong, gleaming arms,

as the cousins, delighted, cry
“Look! Grandma’s a baby! ”

In wonder we watch
the years of youth and school
love and weddings
and bright new babies,

pause on the haunting eyes
of those gentle people
whom we’ve loved
then lost
to the good night.

As your party continues,
I see in the eyes
of four generations,
a century’s worth
of smiling for the camera
a cloud of love
transcending both years and death.

So don’t worry about your age, dear sister.
clearly
we never really grow old.

poem by Steven Federle
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One Bright Day

One bright day the people together
one bright day the people together
one bright day the people together
one bright day the people together
There will be celebrations around the nations
love without no care
there will be singing, plenty swining
live witout that fear
One bright day the people together
one bright day the people together
yes it was one bright day
yes it is one bright day
There is music, you choose it, love it,love it
hear this music, don't loose it, love it,love it
One bright day the people together
one bright day the people together
Hey, unnuh see the one bright day, South Africa free
Believe me, one bright day,drugs free country
Make it to the one bright day
a said the struggle to the one bright day
struggle to the one bright day
struggle to the one bright day
Make it to the two bright days
make it to thre-------ooh
lord, the people got together
the people got together
So there can be, many, many, years and years and years

song performed by by Ziggy Marley
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Watching Me Fall

I've been watching me fall for it seems like years
Watching me grow small, i watch me disappear
Slipping out my ordinary world, out my ordinary eyes
Yeah slipping out the ordinary me into someone else's life
Into someone else's life...
There's a thin white cold new moon and the snow is coming down
And the neon bright tokyo lights flicker through the crowd
I've been drifting around for hours and i'm lost and i'm tired
When a whisper in my ear insatiable breathes
"why don't you follow me inside?..."
Yeah the room is small, the room is bright
Her hair is black, the bed is white
And the night is always young
Is always young... always young
The night is always young...
Yeah i've been seeing them strip to the bone in the mirror on the wall
Seeing her swallow him whole like it's not me at all
She holds out her hands and i follow her down to my knees
And the sucking inside insatiable smiles
"you will forget yourself in me..."
Yeah the room is small, the room is bright
Her eyes are black, the bed is white
And the night is always young
And the night goes on and on
And the night is always young
And the night is never over and over and over and over and over...
And this it's gone
And this it's gone
Yeah then it's gone
Yeah it's a cruel mean cold new day and outside the snow is still coming down
And in the blood red tokyo bed i watch me coming round
She pulled him down for hours
Deeper than i've ever been
And as i fall in the mirror on the wall
I'm watching me scream
I'm watching me scream
I'm watching me scream
I'm watching me scream
Yeah i've been watching me go for it must be years
Watching me get slow, i watch me disappear
And one day, yeah i know, i won't come back at all...
And always over and over in his ordinary eyes
I'm watching me fall
I'm watching me fall
I'm watching me fall
I'm watching me fall

song performed by by Cure
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Eulalie

I dwelt alone
In a world of moan,
And my soul was a stagnant tide,
Till the fair and gentle Eulalie became my blushing bride-
Till the yellow-haired young Eulalie became my smiling bride.

Ah, less- less bright
The stars of the night
Than the eyes of the radiant girl!
That the vapor can make
With the moon-tints of purple and pearl,
Can vie with the modest Eulalie's most unregarded curl-
Can compare with the bright-eyed Eulalie's most humble and careless
curl.

Now Doubt- now Pain
Come never again,
For her soul gives me sigh for sigh,
And all day long
Shines, bright and strong,
Astarte within the sky,
While ever to her dear Eulalie upturns her matron eye-
While ever to her young Eulalie upturns her violet eye.

poem by Edgar Allan Poe
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Your perfect

The darkness of the night sky
With the stars shining bright
The full moon rising
What a nice summer night
A gush of warm wind
Against my face
Sitting here with you
Mt heart begins to race
You wrap your arm around me
Holding me close
You're warm and gentle
I love you the most
You kiss my forehead
As I lean more on you
This is love
I swear it's true
We lay back
And look at the night sky
When i'm with you
I feel I can fly
You kiss my lips
As I kiss yours
We close our eyes
It felt like a pause
Everything's perfect
When I'm with you
Promise you'll stay with me
Cause we are the two

poem by Lisa French
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Mother And Daughter

tonight i have a good image
when mom and daughter finally meet at the airport
somewhere in Chicago

she brings her favorite goodies
from the Philippines islands

once a year, once again
the bonding begins

she teaches her what happiness brings
she tells her stories about what missing is all about

she is taken back to all those years of her youth
she edifies her goddess of love

inside the house the talking of their own language
can be heard as a chatter of two strange birds

outside it is snowing
inside the fire begins to burn

and the young children watch them
awed, amazed, delighted, so delighted.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Stars in the Sky

Stars, in the sky
So bright, so beautiful,
Want to touch them,
Wish I could fly
Their proximity is deceiving,
Although many light years away,
I’d do anything to see them,
I could watch them all day
Just a collapsing cloud,
Their sheer presence in the sky,
Gives personality to a dead night,
Portraying its beauty,
It is no longer shy
Stars, in the sky
So bright, so beautiful,
Want to touch them,
Wish I could fly
They are seen everywhere,
Populating the vast sky,
Priceless, in their profound existence,
So close, but yet so far, and so high
Emanating purity and power,
On a dark, clear night,
The sky blossoms like a flower
Indeed, Stars in the sky
So bright, so beautiful,
I want to touch them,
Wish I could fly

poem by Kevat B. Patel
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What A Wonderful World (feat. Stevie Wonder)

(George Weiss / Bob Thiele)
(feat. Stevie Wonder)
I see trees of green, red roses too
I see them bloom for me and you
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world
I see skies of blue and clouds of white
The bright blessed day and the dark sacred night
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world
The colours of the rainbow, so pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces of people going by
I see friends shakin' hands, sayin' "How do you do?"
They're really saying "I love you"
I hear babies cryin', I watch them grow
They'll learn much more than I'll ever know
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world
The colours of the rainbow, so pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces of people going by
I see friends shakin' hands, sayin' "How do you do?"
They're really saying "I love you"
I hear my babies cryin', I watch them grow
They'll learn much more than I'll ever ever know
And I think to myself, it's a wonderful world
I think to myself, what a wonderful world
What a wonderful world
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world

song performed by by Rod Stewart
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What A Wonderful World

(feat. Stevie Wonder)
I see trees of green, red roses too
I see them bloom for me and you
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world
I see skies of blue and clouds of white
The bright blessed day and the dark sacred night
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world
The colours of the rainbow, so pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces of people going by
I see friends shakin' hands, sayin' "How do you do?"
They're really saying "I love you"
I hear babies cryin', I watch them grow
They'll learn much more than I'll ever know
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world
The colours of the rainbow, so pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces of people going by
I see friends shakin' hands, sayin' "How do you do?"
They're really saying "I love you"
I hear my babies cryin', I watch them grow
They'll learn much more than I'll ever ever know
And I think to myself, it's a wonderful world
I think to myself, what a wonderful world
What a wonderful world
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world

song performed by by Rod Stewart
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A Star's First Wish To Grant

Mixed in black and silver,
born in bright moon light,
with whispers of a new generation,
this star is shining bright,
a thousand years its taken,
to shape its bright new form,
and to be the first one seen tonight,
with a wish from it is sworn,
a child looks at this new star,
his wish is bright and keen,
he wants a little sister,
for his playmates they are lean,
and if he had a sister oh how happy he would be,
and he show her how to make a wish,
upon the newest star to be seen.
(rough draft)

poem by Barbara Norman
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That Summer

I went to work for her that summer
A teenage kid so far from home
She was a lonely widow woman
Hell-bent to make it on her own
We were a thousand miles from nowhere
Wheat fields as far as I could see
Both needing something from each other
Not knowing yet what that might be.
til she came to me one evening
Hot cup of coffee and a smile
In a dress that I was certain
She hadnt worn in quite a while
There was a difference in her laughter
There was a softness in her eyes
And on the air there was a hunger
Even a boy could recognize.
She had a need to feel the thunder
To chase the lightning from the sky
To watch a storm with all its wonder
Written in her lovers eyes
She had to ride the heat of passion
Like a comet burning bright
Rushing headlong in the wind
Now where only dreams have been
Burning both ends of the night.
That summer wind was all around me
Nothing between us but the night
When I told her that Id never
She softly whispered thats alright
And then I watched her hands of leather
Turn to velvet in a touch
Theres never been a summer
When I have ever learned so much.
We had a need to feel the thunder
To chase the lightning from the sky
To watch a storm with all its wonder
Written in her lovers eyes
She had to ride the heat of passion
Like a comet burning bright
Rushing headlong in the wind
Now where only dreams have been
Burning both ends of the night.
I often think about that summer
The sweat, the moonlight and the lace
And I have rarely held another
When I havent seen her face
And every time I pass a wheat field
And watch it dancing with the wind
Although I know it isnt real
I swear inside I feel
Her hungry arms again.
She had a need to feel the thunder
To chase the lightning from the sky
To watch a storm with all its wonder
Written in her lovers eyes
She had to ride the heat of passion
Like a comet burning bright
Rushing headlong in the wind
Now where only dreams have been
Burning both ends of the night.
Rushing in long in the wind
Now where only dreams have been
Burnin both ends of the night

song performed by by Garth Brooks
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Nobody Wins

THEY MUST HAVE LOVED EACH OTHER ONCE
BUT THAT WAS MANY YEARS AGO
AND BY THE TIME I CAME ALONG
THINGS WERE ALREADY GOING WRONG
I FELT THE PAIN IN THEIR PRETENCE
THE SIDE THEY TRIED HARD NOT TO SHOW
BUT THROUGH THE SIMPLE EYES OF YOUTH
IT WASN┬┤T HARD TO SEE THE TRUTH

AND IN THE END NOBODY WINS
WHEN LOVE BEGINS TO FALL APART
AND IT┬┤S THE INNOCENT WHO PAY
WHEN BROKEN DREAMS GET IN THE WAY
THE GAME BEGINS
THE GAME NOBODY WINS

THEY MUST HAVE LOVED EACH OTHER ONCE
BEFORE THE MAGIC SLIPPED AWAY
AND AS THEIR LIFE BECAME A LIE
WHAT LOVE REMAINED BEGAN TO DIE
I USED TO HIDE BENEATH THE SHEETS
I PRAYED THAT TIME WOULD FIND A WAY
BUT WITH THE PASSING OF THE YEARS
I WATCHED AS LAUGHTER TURNED TO TEARS

AND IN THE END NOBODY WINS...

WE USED TO LOVE EACH OTHER ONCE
WITHALL THE PASSION WE POSSESSED
BUT PEOPLE CHANGE AS TIME GOES BY
SOME FEELINGS GROW WHILE OTHERS DIE
BUT IF WE LEARN FROM WHAT WE SEE
AND FACE THE TRUTH WHILE WE STILL CAN
THEN THOUGH THE PASSION MAY BE GONE
SOME KIND OF LOVE CAN STILL LIVE ON

song performed by by Elton John
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The Innocence of Infancy

With gentle words and gracious look,
The loving Saviour spoke and smiled;
When in His welcoming arms He took
A happy child, and blessed the child.

For childhood's earliest day begins
In the bright heaven of innocence,
Ere wand'ring thoughts or tempting sins
Seduce its erring footsteps thence.

Would that, as following years roll on,
Life's infant brightness might endure,
And leave us, when those years are gone,
Pure, as a happy child is pure!

O God! who veil'st the future o'er,
Through whose thick darkness none can see,
Protect, preserve, redeem, restore
The innocence of infancy.

poem by John Bowring
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There Will Be Love

Whatever I do, there will be love in it
Whatever I see, I will see you in it
Whatever I do, there will be love in it
Even when I close my eyes
All I see is you.
Oh, oh, the sunshine of your smile
Oh, oh, the music of your voice
Oh, oh, when you lay your body by
Oh, oh, the night was made for love.
Oh, baby, the way we move in love
Oh, baby, the way we movin
Oh, baby, the way we move in love
Oh, baby, the way we movin now.
Whatever I do, there will be love in it
Whatever I see, I will see you in it
Whatever I do, there will be love in it
Even when I close my eyes
All I see is you.
And I could fly, fly, fly, fly, fly, fly.
I made an ark from the light of the stars
And I hewed two mesas of bright silver metal
That sang in the sun like a sail in the wind
And I weave my way back to you
Now I can fly.
Oh, baby, the way we move in love
Oh, baby, the way we movin
Oh, baby, the way we move in love
Oh, baby, the way we movin now.
Whatever I do, there will be love in it
Whatever I see, I will see you in it
Whatever I do, there will be love in it
Whatever I see, I will see you
Whatever I do, I will do you
Whatever I see, I will see you
Whatever I do, I will love you
Whatever I do, there will be love in it
Whatever I see, I will see you in it
Whatever I do, there will be love in it
Even when I close my eyes
All I see is you.

song performed by by Jefferson Starship
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War (But The Moon Shines Bright)

Gunfire
Screams
And the moon shines so bright

Many soldiers
Many troops
And the moon shines so bright

Your best friend
Shot
And the moon shines so bright

His last words
'Tell my wife I love her! '
And the moon shines so bright

Tears in your eyes
Why happen such things?
And the moon shines so bright

So many dead people
War is horrible
But the moon shines bright
The whole horrible night

poem by Angel of Death
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What A Wonderful World

I see skies of blue, and clouds of white
The bright blessed day, dark sacred night
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world
The colours of the rainbow, so pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces of the people passing by
I see friends shaking hands, saying, "how do you do?"
But they're really saying, "I love you"
I hear babies cry, I watch them grow
They'll learn much more, than I'll ever know
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world
I think to myself, what a wonderful world
Oh yeah

song performed by by LeAnn Rimes
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To One Slain In Absence

AND so we parted, love, oblivious
That we were parting! With our laughter light,
Flouting the future, on the morrow bright
At our old tryst we would once more discuss
The wonder of our love miraculous:
While even then Fate waited, swift to smite.
So you have gone, large-eyed, across the Night,
And I stand straining widowed arms! Yet thus
I want your memory—no tears, no pain,
No presage of chill death, nor any fears;
Your wide glance bridging all eternity
With one calm faith. Is't not an augury
That somewhere in the tangle of the years
Your laughter and your lips I'll find again?

poem by Arthur Henry Adams
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Until We Meet Again in Heaven

Death is not the end of life
It’s just a brief journey and a drive
That takes loved ones to see the Lord
And meet with our compassionate God

So we must be prepared for that day dear
And tell loved ones not to dropp any tear
For everyone’s life will flash before the eye
So we must work hard to make it a worthwhile try

For people who die only leave
To meet again one day after a brief
Pause and a break with joy, smile and cheer
And welcome others to live in heaven dear

I miss my dad very much everyday
But I know his prayers are always in my way
And all those moments when joy we gathered
By playing and praying and smiling together

I’m sending him my love and prayers today
And know he is basking in the bliss of God’s way
And enjoying rewards from his good deeds bowl
For his kindness, greatness and for being a gentle soul

He spread so much love with his smile
He washed fog and mist all for a while
And always showed bright rainbow hue
To all whom he truly loved too

I miss him but know that he is there
His nice advice and his words of cheer
All guide my life and my way
Until we meet again in heaven one day.

(On My Dad’s 1st Death Anniversary)

poem by Seema Chowdhury
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The Trapper's Christmas Eve

It's mighty lonesome-like and drear.
Above the Wild the moon rides high,
And shows up sharp and needle-clear
The emptiness of earth and sky;
No happy homes with love a-glow;
No Santa Claus to make believe:
Just snow and snow, and then more snow;
It's Christmas Eve, it's Christmas Eve.

And here am I where all things end,
And Undesirables are hurled;
A poor old man without a friend,
Forgot and dead to all the world;
Clean out of sight and out of mind . . .
Well, maybe it is better so;
We all in life our level find,
And mine, I guess, is pretty low.

Yet as I sit with pipe alight
Beside the cabin-fir
take to-night
The backward trail of fifty year.
The school-house and the Christmas tree;
The children with their cheeks a-glow;
Two bright blue eyes that smile on me . . .
Just half a century ago.

Again (it's maybe forty years),
With faith and trust almost divine,
These same blue eyes, abrim with tears,
Through depths of love look into mine.
A parting, tender, soft and low,
With arms that cling and lips that cleave . . .
Ah me! it's all so long ago,
Yet seems so sweet this Christmas Eve.

Just thirty years ago, again . . .
We say a bitter, last good-bye;
Our lips are white with wrath and pain;
Our little children cling and cry.
Whose was the fault? it matters not,
For man and woman both deceive;
It's buried now and all forgot,
Forgiven, too, this Christmas Eve.

And she (God pity me) is dead;
Our children men and women grown.
I like to think that they are wed,
With little children of their own,
That crowd around their Christmas tree . . .
I would not ever have them grieve,
Or shed a single tear for me,
To mar their joy this Christmas Eve.

Stripped to the buff and gaunt and still
Lies all the land in grim distress.
Like lost soul wailing, long and shrill,
A wolf-howl cleaves the emptiness.
Then hushed as Death is everything.
The moon rides haggard and forlorn . . .
"O hark the herald angels sing!"
God bless all men -- it's Christmas morn.

poem by Robert William Service
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The Days When We Were Young

Sister! Sister! don't you remember
The days when we were young?
The long, long days, with a light and a shade
Like the pearls of a necklace strung,
Like the pearls of a necklace strung?
They are gone, with all our yesterdays --
We seek their like in vain;
But we will shed no tears for them
While the bright todays remain,
While the bright todays remain.

Sister! Sister! don't you remember
The days when we were young?
The homely house in the fat, far away,
Where the love of our childhood clung,
Where the love of our childhood clung?
There is naught to mark that sacred spot,
Save now the beaten loam;
Yet distant altars have we rear'd
In the bless-ed name of home,
In the bless-ed name of home.

Sister! Sister! don't you remember
The days when we were young?
The mates of childhood -- the friend of our youth --
We companion'd and lov'd among,
We companion'd and lov'd among?
Some are wand'ring far, and some in death
Have closed their weary eyes;
But we rejoice in new found friends,
While we weep for broken ties,
While we weep for broken ties.

poem by Henry Clay Work
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The Young May Moon

The young May moon is beaming, love.
The glow-worm's lamp is gleaming, love.
How sweet to rove,
Through Morna's grove,
When the drowsy world is dreaming, love!
Then awake! -- the heavens look bright, my dear,
'Tis never too late for delight, my dear,
And the best of all ways
To lengthen our days
Is to steal a few hours from the night, my dear!

Now all the world is sleeping, love,
But the Sage, his star-watch keeping, love,
And I, whose star,
More glorious far,
Is the eye from that casement peeping, love.
Then awake! -- till rise of sun, my dear,
The Sage's glass we'll shun, my dear,
Or, in watching the flight
Of bodies of light,
He might happen to take thee for one, my dear.

poem by Thomas Moore
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