Sunday nights in AlabamaSmell like a slice of heaven Fresh barbeque in the air right off the grillNewly mowed lawns and nicely trimmed treesThe softest breeze blowing against your faceThe children playing with laughter like a truckCars zooming by with dogs at their tailsThe moon a size no smaller than a quarterSome may say Alabama …
The way I feel about youI can not say I want to stay with you each and every day When you’re around the flowers bloomsI hear the love birds sing, their song of love This feeling I feelIt shouldn’t be, for I am old and you are youngWho am I kidding, you’re never love me …
POVERTY is power teasing poorTo live life below parMoney playing hide and seek game.
From me to youI give my love We’re like two dovesflying high Let’s fly high above the cloudsWe’ll make our vowshere and now I’ll share my love my life my dreams But, just one thingIf only you want to be with me…
A river, a river where do you flow, I flow across everything which comes on my road, A river, a river what do you see, I see many things on my way to meet the sea.A poor farmer taking a bucket or two, A poor child throwing mud and stones, A poor girl filling water …
And then came Science with her torch red-litAnd cosmic marvels round her glowing head—The primal cell, the worm, the quadruped—Striving to make each to the other fit.Tongue-trumpeting her own unchallenged wit,She offered me the woof of Wisdom’s thread,And Truth and Purity that hourly treadThe paths where sages in their wonder sit. And still I smiled …
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Beloved, I who shall be mother soonNeed mothering myself this tired hour,As heavily the sweet and precious powerWeighs on my heart till I am near to swoon.Console me, soothe me, Dearest, with the boonOf your firm strength, and little comforts showerSoft on the drifting doubtings that devourPatience and courage when the death-winds croon. You are …
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O, not alone I weave this miracleOf glowing spirit from my body’s zone.With every moment of the life unknownYou feed the glory of a growing cell.All day I think of you, and night must tellDreams of my dreams unto your heart alone;So, seeing you, I take you, O my own,Into my child where first you …
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I still can’t believewhat I saw, last Holloween.. I took a walk in thewoods, not far fromwhere I live… I saw a brigh glow, it came from a tree.. As I looked at the tree, a spider looked up at me.. With eyes made of pearls and said to me… “Only on Halloween, this happens …
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What are you sayingI don’t think you know You’re sayingthis and that It doesn’t make any sense I know, where you’re coming fromI know you better then you know yourself Don’t try to lieDon’t look at me with that silly look on your face A word, you don’t have to sayso please don’t waste your …
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