DAD WENT OFF TO WORK



My dad came in to wake me 
he hugged me in his special way, 
he kissed me on the cheek  
whispering "what a beautiful day" 

I reacted to his smile 
jokingly I told him he should shave, 
he gave me a loving laugh 
and then he was gone with his usual wave, 

Now when I wake all my tomorrows 
my daddy is no longer there, 
I will miss those precious moments  
and the times we used to share, 

I know that we are not alone  
many missing are on the list, 
innocent civilians now dead 
at the act of a terrorist, 

I now live on with memories 
of this man with a stubbled chin, 
a man that was full of love 
who for everyone he had a grin 

I have to be strong for my mum now 
she was lost in a world of her own, 
she sat quietly by the window 
just wanting to be alone 

But don't worry about her dad 
I have been strong and have done my part, 
I know now that my love 
is helping heal her broken heart 

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DOLLAR



I am down to my last dollar
there is no food upon the shelf,
wondering how I will feed
the children and myself

It wont buy a ticket on a bus
nor put fuel in the car,
we will have to walk
cause a dollar won't go far

I could visit the pawn shop
just across the way,
I could give them my jewels
but I don't know what they'll pay

I can always get them back
when my pension comes through,
then be back to my last dollar
then my worries will start anew...

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DRIFTER


So early in the morning still darkness in the sky,
My mind was too busy on how to say why,
I was to move on and I know they'd not understand,
I was never too long in any one place of the land,

Do I wave them goodbye or leave with no word,
but I immediately thought how that would be absurd,
saying goodbye was one of my dreaded fears,
along with the emotions and all of the tears,

I thought of just writing and leaving a note,
that would show weakness, I then cleared my throat,
I could not write words, what would they say,
Hello, goodbye, I am leaving today!

I knew I should have told them when I arrived here,
that I would not be staying for more than a year,
My mother got hopes that I would finally settle down,
Dad introduced me proudly all over the town, 


Why do I need to move all over the land?
Why can't I settle and take someone's hand?
I look at my friends, most older than me,
they have what the strive for, their own family,

Some have never been outside of this city,
I suppose in some ways it is almost a pity,
but then again what are their thoughts of me?
that I am cool, happy and so care free,

I arise at sunset and sit on the end of my bed,
My elbows on my knees in my hands I rest my head,
now i am having doubts, they are starting to show,
will I decide to stay, or will I just up and go,

What am I looking for, maybe it's me,
I am trying to discover someone I can be,
What's wrong with myself, I am not a bad guy,
all this time I have been wondering why...

I am never in one place long enough to find,
that I am a decent person, caring and kind,
I do want a family one of my own, 
A partner for full time not just a loan

So I hurry and get dressed I have something to say,
with this I rush down and in shock and dismay,
I tell them I'm getting married but not sure to who,
I want to have a family, I want to be like you!

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DUSTBIN DOLLY



I am just a dolly from a dustbin
I can see the expression on your face,
I am hoping that you will rescue me
for I am just taking up dustbin space

With my chest sewn up with thread
the hair on my head all matted,
the lace on my once pretty dress
is now all torn and tattered

This used to be my favourite dress
so colourful with its many shades,
the dustbin left it not only dirty
but ruined my beautiful braids

My face is covered in dirt
why doesn't someone get a cloth,
but no, they just stare at the holes
left by a once hungry moth

My once rosy cheeks are grey
and my head hangs to one side,
broken thread once sewn to my shoulders
made them all think that I died

I used to be my mama's favourite
she'd tilt me forward and I'd say,
"mama, mama"  and she would smile
then one day she just threw me away

I knew it was my beautiful brown eyes
that capture her friends attention,
they would play with me for hours
and often my name they would mention

Now I'm left out in the dark
the bin sheltering me from the cold,
my nose is partially shattered and sore
and I am looking broken and old

I am no longer soft and cuddly
not even modern like those in the store,
but if someone would just clean me up
I could give them love and much more

I don't even need a nappy
cause I'm not fashionable enough to drink,
I'm just one of those old fashioned dolls
tip me forward and I will blink

I've heard of those dolls with hair
where a brush will make it grow,
you don't have to do that to me
I'm just an old fashioned doll you know

I once sat on someone's mantle
maybe I was owned by someone like your mum,
I won't cry or give you bother
other than "mama" I am rather dumb

Maybe you can find some pretty material
or just old clothes from another kin,
you can make me pretty clothes
but please don't return me to this bin

You can make me look real pretty
and your friends will become enthralled,
by the latest of all fashions
I can even look beautiful bald

You can make me become real fashionable
I say "mama" with a battery that is new,
with the new pretty clothes you make me 
I will bring comments from more than a few

Age is no barrier for real beauty
if fact it's the old things we should keep,
to pass down to those we love
not throw in a bin in a heap

Please don't return me to the dustbin
to only travel for many a mile,
remember I maybe old
but in a way I have my own style

I don't want to be remain unclean
with dust collecting on my balding head,
just imagine how pretty I could be
resting on the pillow of your bed

I am dreading this coming Friday
the day the dustman calls again,
for I don't want to wake up
with me being driven away in their bin

Yes that's a tear you see on my cheek
turning black against the dirt,
Please pick me up and take me home
and repair my heart that is hurt

I need  someone new to call "mama" 
someone who will repair my battered head,
To remove these dirty tattered braids 
and replace the broken unravelled thread 

I won't bring you any prizes
my nose is cracked and dry,
but the smile on my face will remain
if you don't leave me here to die

I hear some words you're whispering
I watch as you reach down to see,
I say as you pick me up out of this bin
"Oh thank you, for setting me free!"

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DARKNESS

Lying in the darkness
with a feeling of despair,
not seeing what I touch
nor wondering if I care

I don't use my ears to hear
or use my eyes to see,
my fingers aren't there to touch
but my words will set me free

I don't need light to see
it's with my heart I feel,
I can be touched by emotion
for within I know what is real

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DEAR SANTA



Santa please can you bring
something special to me,
you can place it in my wish box
beneath my Christmas tree

I am willing to share it
I don't want it for greed,
it is what I really want
and what we all need

It comes in many sizes
and the colour I don't mind,
just send me what you have
or maybe what you find

Christmas morning when I awake
a star sparkling above,
I will know that you filled my wish
with all your peace and your love

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DESTINY

He was very saddened to come home
to find she had walked away,
without even a word
without letting him have a say

He thinks only of her and the children
she must know how much he cared,
she said the flame has died away
but it's words that should now be shared

For many years they were soul mates
from that love they were blessed with two,
of the most beautiful children ever
from then their love just grew

Before deciding please remember
that you can't throw those years away,
you both promised with your vows
that your love was here to stay

Of those changes that happened
she felt the flame had wilted away,
But the things they need to work on
Will take more than just a day

That strength they found together
to make their marriage grow,
the two people who knew each other
two people that they both know

Don't throw away your lives
without giving it one last try,
for you will always ask that question
you will always wonder why

He will always carry in his heart
something that will never be free,
the only true love of his life
his one and only, Destiny

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DISCOVERY

There's a whole wide world
 Out there to explore,
 I see a need of adventure
 like never before

 With my eyes open wide
 I will set myself free,
 I can now believe
 that I can be me

 There is so much more
 I need to find out,
 What changes there are
 of what's life all about

 The most important thing
 I really need to know,
 there will be friends out there
 where ever I go

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DISTANCE



We will always have forever
there will never be an end,
Our hearts may sometimes break
but together we make them mend

You are going to be so far away
again we will be many miles apart,
Loneliness may surround me
but love always fulfils our heart

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DREAMER

I awake to find you
by my side,
it is not a dream
we do not hide

with a touch of hands
the meeting of our eyes,
you're not just a vision
nor an angel in disguise

you are there
I hear you breath,
it's not a moment
of make believe

the silence so golden
the moment so treasured,
this love so true
will never be measured

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DREAMS

It wasn't a dream it seemed too true
sitting on a chair at a table for two,
Staring out the window at the moon in the sky
sitting all alone not wondering why

With a warm feeling inside I don't feel alone
It is a place of comfort a place I'd call home,
The room is large though the people seem small
except for one who stands so tall

Then I realized he was staring at me
I thought yes, no, it can't be,
Within a moment without even a care
he was seated beside me in the second chair

The race of my heart the pound of my head
with our eyes meeting not a word said,
From that moment on is mine to redeem
the moments that followed in my special dream

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DISCUSSION

I had an interesting discussion
just the other day,
no one was answering
or cared in what I had to say

So I decided to listen
I then opened up my eyes,
for the person I was talking to
was in a perfect disguise

It was like looking into a mirror
the only person I could see
was the person I was talking to
Yes, that person of course, was me.

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DEAR MRS. MARY


Dear Mrs. Mary
May I pray to you?
you, being a mother
might just know what to do,

I was watching the news tonight
when I saw a little girl cry,
She was covered in bruises
and I was wondering why..

I asked my own mummy,
but she ignored me once again,
said it was not my problem
and turned the TV to channel ten..

I do remember though
at some of the things said,
that she was taken to a place
where she would be well fed

I also saw her mummy and daddy
they were taken the other way,
walking between two policemen
I couldn't hear what they had to say

dear Mrs Mary
this little girl is in need
of some real warmth and love
more so than a real good feed

and the big people need to know
how to weather every storm,
we only ask for love 
and to keep us safe and warm

dear Mrs. Mary
should any child die,
do they go with your child
up to heaven in the sky?

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