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Elizabeth, 26 december 2011

Ageing

Ageing

The time has come,
I must admit,
For bigger sweaters
and knitting kits.

For wigs or hair die,
coffee or tea.
For losing your mind,
your money, and keys.

For 'In My Day,'
and 'When I was a Lad',
For having to buy,
the large print page.

For politics, weather,
and gasoline prices.
For being to old,
to use new devices.

And by the time you realize,
that, yes, it's true,
You will be in heaven,
reborn and renewed! ! !

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Elizabeth, 2 january 2012

I Love You

Dear, I need to tell you something.
Let me whisper in your ear,
Three little words you already know,
That will surely bring you cheer.

I love you.

Last night when we were fighting,
I said some nasty things,
But I could never really hate you,
Your apart of me.

I love you.

I wish I could make you know,
This love that runs so deep,
I am positively helpless without you,
I cry myself to sleep.

I love you.

Don’t tell me I’m too optimistic,
Don’t tell me true loves not real,
When you are the one that shows me the truth,
Let me teach you to feel.

I love you.

Darling, please don’t leave me,
My heart will break in two,
And you will have the larger half,
Couse’ dear, my love’s that true.

And by the way,
I,
Love,
You.

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Elizabeth, 2 june 2012

My Hero in the Ground

A man in uniform, all dressed up,
Saved my country and I.
Now we wait to see his fate,
When I see him arrive I cry.

Tears of sorrow streak down my face.
My heros lying-dead!
Tell me now! As I weep!
Where’s God’s redeeming grace?

But then I see it, clear as day,
It’s in the many lives he saved.
Selfishly, I weep some more.
Why did my man have to go to the grave?

Hundreds, thousands, gather now.
His funeral is at hand.
So many people came to thank,
My hero in the ground.

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Elizabeth, 2 june 2012

I'm Free

The snow falls softly,
Curling with the wind,
Sticking to my hair and coat.
But they’ll be melted soon.
They twist and turn,
Frolic and twirl,
Reminding me,
Of little girls.
I look around,
There's no one here.
I can’t help it, I join in!
I put my arms out,
flip my face towards the sky,
then I twirl and spin
Faster and faster!
There are snowflakes on my eye lashes,
nose, and I even caught several in my mouth!
Then, I see you.
I freeze.
No,
Pause.
I don’t care anymore!
I’m happy,
And I am not letting you,
Or anyone else,
Get in the way again.
I’m Free.

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Elizabeth, 22 august 2012

Believe

I'd like to believe that it's all okay.
That with a few simple words, I took your pain away.

But deep inside, I know the truth.
And every time I look at you, I see the proof.

So when your hurting, I'll do my best.
To crush your pain, to pass the test.

But sadly I can't promise you a thing.
So trust me now, and always believe.

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Other poems: Believe, Friend, Save Me, Come Back, Yours, Don't be Alarmed, June, Life, I'm Free, Chosen, My Hero in the Ground, I Love You, Ageing, Stage Fright, On the Way to the Valley of the Angels,