I See You Everywhere
Every time I look at something I see you....
On TV
On a flower
On the wall
In my food
When I talk to my friends, I see you, not them.
When I get a text, I think it might be from you, but it's not.
I miss you so much that every time I look at something I see you.
poem by Veronica Nieves
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Coffee Time
Oh, it's coffee time again
A time to talk to friends
And have a snack or two
And listen to all the goshop
It's coffee time again
A time to break your diet
A time to self-endulge
And eat the food you crarve
It's coffee time again
A time to sit and resst
And think what lies ahead
For the rest of the day
poem by Jerry Abrahamson
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Round About Way
As far as all my friends can tell I took her leavin well
Thats kinda right
cause when Im out with them
I dont let her memory
Rule the night
For the most part Im okay
But I still miss her in a round about way
[chorus]
Around about the time that midnight rolls around
Thats around about the time my tears start fallin down
Cause shes not around
I come unwound and my heart breaks
Yeah, I still miss her in a round about way
I no longer sit alone for hours by the phone
Wishin she would call
And just the other day I took her smilin face
Down off my wall
Ive come a long long way
But I still miss her in a round about way
[chorus]
song performed by by George Strait
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You
I think about you all the time
Sometimes ill text you
Even call you to see what your doing or
How you've been
I like talking to you
We are friends
Im glad we are friends
I wish we could hangout more often together but
Every time I think about
When we should go
Where we should go
Where should we meet
somthing always comes up
Its either I got softball or wrestling or
When you are on restraction
Sometimes at night I glaze up at the moon in the sky
Wondering if your looking up at it to and
When an air plane's lights go by
I wonder if we are looking at the same plane at the same time
12/3/2012
poem by Taylor Rease
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Mom And Time
When I was a girl
I told my friends
My mom is so mean
I wish she would stop telling me
What to do!
When I was a teen
I told my friends
My mom is so mean
She won’t let me stay out
Late at night!
When I was a young adult
I told my friends
My mom is so mean
She keeps calling me and wanting to talk
All the time!
Now that she is gone
I wish she would tell me what to do
Tell me to not stay up so late
Call me and talk for hours
And I lied
My mom was not so mean
She was being a mom
And showing she cared
Mom, I love you and miss you.
poem by Connie Webb
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Call Me Up (The Phone Is In The Cradle)
My friends, they don't talk much about religion
But my friends, they don't talk much anyway-ay
When they do I know I'd better listen
'Cause my good friends just naturally know
The right things to say
They say, call me up, the phone is in the cradle
Get yourself delivered to my door-oor
Well if you're so inclined and if you've got the time
We can talk the night away
Adam got so lonely in the garden
He said it's tough to be the only man alive
He said I'd give a rib for just somebody to talk to
Well thunder and lightnin' out providin'
You came strollin' by
She said, call me up, the phone is in the cradle
Get yourself delivered to my doo-oor
Well if you're so inclined and if you've got the time
We can talk the night away
Now Rosie was the queen of the all night cowboy
She said, Texas boy, you seem kinda shy-y
Don't you expect an embossed invitation
Just knock on the wall, come down the hall
And knock on by
She said, call me up, the phone is in the cradle
Get yourself delivered to my doo-oor
Call me up, the phone is in the cradle
Get yourself delivered to my doo-oor
Call me up, the phone is in the cradle
Get yourself delivered to my doo-oor
Call me up, the phone is in the cradle
Get yourself [fade]
song performed by by Kenny Rogers
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I Miss My Innocence
I miss my swing, I miss my whip,
I miss my mother's grip,
my dirty hands and my soiled feet
my filthy face, my innocence.
I miss the way i used my slipper,
the incorrect way of wearing my t-shirt
I miss my friends and their sweet grins,
the way we talk and brag,
I miss the places where we used to play-
I miss my childish years yeah!
i miss my innocence.
I Miss You So Much
I miss you
i just wish you would come back to
me that i could just see you one more time
that i could just sing you one more rhyme
that i could just talk to once more
that my heart wouldn't be so sore
why have you forsaken me so
we could take things slow
just come back
i miss you so much don't force me to pack
my things and come after you
i can only wish that you miss me too
that this isn't only one sided
but even if it is i just want you back
i dont want us to be divided
ill be with your friend, lover, or boyfriend whichever you lack
no matter what i am to you i miss you and i need you once more
please come back i miss you so get this message let my heart soar
and be with me one more time for the rest of time
poem by David Knox
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Cut Here
So we meet again!" and I offer my hand
All dry and English slow
And you look at me and I understand
yeah its the look I used to know
"Three long years... and your favorite man...
Is that anyway to say hello?"
And you hold me...
Like youll never let me go
"Oh cmon and have a drink with me
Sit down and talk a while... "
"Oh I wish I could... and I will!
But now I just dont have the time... "
And over my shoulder as I walk away
I see you give that look goodbye...
I still see that look in your eyes...
So dizzy Mr. Busy too much rush to talk to Billy
All the silly frilly things have to first get done
In a minute - Sometime soon - Maybe next time - Make it June
Until laterDoesnt always come
It so hard to think "It ends sometime
And this could be the last
I should really hear you sing again
And I should really watch you dance"
Because its hard to think
"Ill never get another chance to hold you...
To hold you... "
But chilly Mr. Dilly- too much rush To talk to Billy
All the tizzy fizzy idiot things must get done
In a second - Just Hang On - All in good time - Wont be long
Until later...
I shouldve stop to think - I should've made the time
I couldve had that drink - I couldve talked a while
I wouldve done it right - I wouldve moved us on
But I didnt - now it's all too late its over... over...
And you're gone...
I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you
I miss you I miss you so much
But how many times can I walk away
and wish "if only... "
How many times can I talk this way
and wish "if only... "
Keep on making the same mistake
keep on aching the same heartbreak
I wish "if only... "
But "if only... "
Is a wish too late
song performed by by Cure
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I Miss You! ! !
I miss you so much,
Its almost been a year with out you here,
Why did you have to go like that,
Why did you left me here to suffer with out you here,
You were my best friend,
A friend that taught me how to skateboard,
A friend that always smiled through his roughest time,
A friend I can rely on,
Every time when I hang out with our old friends I think of you how we used to toke it up and how we used to party,
I miss those days,
I miss how you smiled and always cracked a joke,
I miss us driving around sky line to toke it up,
You were my best friend and I’ll always forever miss you,
May you R.I.P I miss you Andrew.
poem by Jennifer Rondeau
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Text
I text you
The words i mime
There is really no reason or rhyme
To persist after all this time
But can't resist as my love still stands
Clings to hope with two bleeding hands
And when i ask 'am i still in your heart'
You depress with your silence
And depart.
I text her
And sometimes for days
She leaves me in deepest malaise
Then answers when my last nerve end frays.
And the light that i saw in her eye
Gently flickers and threatens to die
As my memory, tired and vexed
Sees me through
'Til she sends the next text.
I text you
Think maybe you care
That some day or year we will share
our one love extraordinaire
But time eats away at our life
Cutting with razor sharp knife
And our old dream of husband and wife
Faces the gallows next
Yet absurdly i send you a text.
poem by Kevin East
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Lenten Thoughts
A time to reflect
On our lives
A time to deflect
Attention from mundane things
A time to repent
For all our misdeeds
A time to make peace
With our misguided friends
A time to abstain
From food and wine
A time to pray
For those in pain
A time to thank God
For all that we have
A time to pledge ourselves
To doing good whenever we can.
poem by Sandra Martyres
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We Talk About
We talk about taxes and the price of gas
and how the time does pass.
We talk about crimes and drug scenes
and wonder about the middle-class.
We talk about food prices out of sight
and wonder what to eat?
We talk about strange weather patterns
and how history does repeat.
We talk about morality being gone
and turn off the news.
We talk about the unemployment rates
and hidden bombs in shoes.
And all the talk, what does it do?
Not a thing that's good for you.
but still we talk about________
poem by Edwina Reizer
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The Capture
Duck come switchin' 'cross de lot
Hi, oh, Miss Lady!
Hurry up an' hide de pot
Hi, oh, Miss Lady!
Duck's a mighty 'spicious fowl,
Slick as snake an' wise as owl;
Hol' dat dog, don't let him yowl!
Hi, oh, Miss Lady!
Th'ow dat co'n out kind o' slow
Hi, oh, Miss Lady!
Keep yo'se'f behin' de do'
Hi, oh, Miss Lady!
Lots o' food'll kill his feah,
Co'n is cheap but fowls is deah--
'Come, good ducky, come on heah.'
Hi, oh, Miss Lady!
Ain't he fat and ain't he fine,
Hi, oh, Miss Lady!
Des can't wait to make him mine.
Hi, oh, Miss Lady!
See him waddle when he walk,
'Sh! keep still and don't you talk!
Got you! Don't you daih to squawk!
Hi, oh, Miss Lady!
poem by Paul Laurence Dunbar
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Ben
Verse 1:
I’m sitting in my room thinking about the times that weren’t so bad
When you were here with the family
It was like you were the person who listened, the kind one
Always knew the right thing to stand up for no matter the cause or cost
Chorus:
The pain shoots through me every time I start to think or talk about your memory
Just because the way you were taken was so unnecessary
So Ben this one is for you
The family we miss you it’s like
The pain could never end
But together we can get through this
And keep your memory alive
Verse 2:
The many things run through my head
That the fact if you were here still today
Things could be different, it seemed
Like you were the part that kept things together
When you went things fell apart
Chorus:
The pain shoots through me every time I start to think or talk about your memory
Just because the way you were taken was so unnecessary
So Ben this one is for you
The family we miss you it’s like
The pain could never end
But together we can get through this
And keep your memory alive
Verse 3:
The feelings cut deep like a knife
Through all of this I’m still here
To keep your memory alive, I shall remember you for the good
Not the last memories, the grievance just wont pass
But thanks to the support of many certain friends I can still pull through.
Chorus:
The pain shoots through me every time I start to think or talk about your memory
Just because the way you were taken was so unnecessary
So Ben this one is for you
The family we miss you it’s like
The pain could never end
But together we can get through this
And keep your memory alive
In memory of Ben Chantler 1981-2006
poem by Shane Cannon
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There Is a Time To.....
There is.......
A time to write,
A time to listen,
A time to learn,
A time to play,
A time to read,
A time to see,
A time to lead,
A time to sleep,
A time to be happy,
A time to be mad,
A time to be silly,
A time to be sad.
A time to wake,
A time to stay,
A time to talk,
A time to walk.
A time to help,
A time to hurt,
A time to scheme,
A time to dream,
A time to make a difference,
A time to love,
A time to try,
A time to die
A time to wonder,
A time to want,
A time to live,
A time to do something.
There is always going to be a time,
But will you do something when that time comes?
poem by Michelle Hyde
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On A Conversation Like This
sometimes we must have a conversation like this:
more than friends
who have not seen each other
for twenty years
you always pat my shoulder
and hold my hand
from time to time
asking me where i
have been
and i tell you i like the way
you talk to me today
we surely miss each other
like an old book which you
lost among a stack of books and letters
and there it is
you finally find it
all pages still there
a love note still sticking
as one of the dog ears
you ask me
what do i mean by us
by me being
more than your brother?
i ask you to make a guess
and you tell me
without hesitation
a lover
i anwered
No
the guy will be too fresh
and ungrateful
of your trust
it cannot be
he cannot be i cannot be
a lover
the frame is clearly cut
on a four by four
and the picture of lovers
does not fit well
i say
i can be your brother
since you do not have any
and as an answer to
where have i been lately
i am telling you
i came from a deep sleep
definitely
not from any place where
you will miss me
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Say You Miss Me
I've been sleepin' alone, out on my own
I'm sure it seems like I'm takin' my time to get back to you
You been doin' your part, working real hard
I'm not lying, sure it seems like I'm trying to get back at you
Do you miss me too?
Baby say I'll miss you, just say you'll miss me too
Do you miss me too?
Baby say I'll miss you, just say you'll miss me too
I've been losing my mind, wastin' my time
I'm not crazy, sure it seems like I'm lazy, lets get back to you
You been takin' it hard, I know it's hard
I'm not lyin' sure it seems like I'm tryin' to get back at you
Do you miss me too?
Baby say I'll miss you, just say you'll miss me too
Do you miss me too?
Baby say I'll miss you, just say you'll miss me too
Well I been mixed up since the break up
Well all I need you to say
Well everythings o.k.
Baby say I'll miss you, just say you'll miss me too
Baby say I'll miss you, just say you'll miss me too
song performed by by Wilco
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Roses
(melba montgomery, leslie satcher)
A soft summer evening, another time, another place
He brought her red roses on their very first date
She got carried away by the things that he said
Time would erase them but she would never forget
Chorus:
And the roses heard it all
The rose in her hair, the rose in her hand
The roses in the paper on the wall
Theres a story to tell if the roses could talk
Somewhere close to midnight, another time, another place
She lays in the darkness with tears on her face
While he talks in his sleep confessing his love
He calls out a name that shes never heard of
Repeat chorus
She never told him
She never let him see her cry
Only the roses know
What she kept down inside
The years took their toll and the angels took her away
Now theres family and friends at a cold winters grave
He kneels down and whispers. youre the only love that Ive known
As he lays a rose on a cold marble atone
But the roses heard it all
The rose from her garden, the rose in her bible
The roses in the paper on the wall
Theres a story to tell if roses could talk
What a story to tell if roses could talk~
song performed by by Reba Mcentire
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Writings On The Wall
The writings on the wall brother
Your life is in your hands
Its up to you to see the writings on the wall.
It looks you in the eye mister
Its time we stand up tall
Go see and understand the writings on the wall.
Strange we hold on to things that have no grace
Or power
While death holds on to us much more with every
Passing hour
And all the time you thought it would last
Your life, your friends would always be
til theyre drunk away or shot away or die away
From you.
Theres nothing that you need sister
The lord is in you all
Life is designed to see the writings on the wall.
The musics in the air mothers
You may have heard it call
To you that you may see the writings on the wall.
Be careful going home sister
Be watchful down that road
Youve got a lot of love sister
More to grow.
The writings on the wall brothers
Your life is in your hands
Its up to you to see the writings on the wall
I hope that you may see the writings on the wall.
song performed by by George Harrison
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When Watching
One thing I've noticed I've come to miss
When watching my LED HD TV
Is that whenever I flip through the channels
On my DVR,
I don't have to become a tourist
Glancing at the sights anymore—
I can only read the dialogue of information
That tells me what I am watching
Or what I could be watching.
I don't have the time to observe
Foreign landscapes
(Partially because
Nobody makes shows
Of that
Anymore)
Or see how other people are different,
I just see text, text, text with no
Context, context, context,
And I feel like I'm missing something.
I don't even watch TV much anymore.
I don't enjoy sitcoms
Because I don't enjoy their jokes
Because my life isn't like that.
I don't enjoy the news
Because they don't tell me anything I want to hear
Because I want to know what's happening in the world.
I don't enjoy reality TV
Because those people make me afraid of reality
Because they call themselves reality.
I miss the white noise, the static,
The scrambled images of channels
I never had as a kid,
Or the disintegrated programs
That looked like high-energy molecular,
Heated up, when the cable is out.
I miss the way it sounded,
The thunder storm sound,
Voices reduced to raindrops
Pouring against the black backdrop
Of a dead screen,
A comforting hum
Made of chaos
For periods of silence,
Sometimes enough to make me turn it off.
poem by Tim Stensloff
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