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THE THIRD FIRST TIME

The first time they held hands…

as they walked along the shore…

was when they began to understand…

what hands were created for.

 

 

The first time they hugged one another

felt like they had never hugged before…

it was then they began to understand

what arms were created for.

 

 

The first time their lips met

left each of them wanting more

and it was then they began to understand

 

what lips were created for.


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THE SECOND FIRST TIME

The first time they held hands…

as they walked along the shore…

was when they began to understand…

what hands were created for.

 

 

The first time they hugged one another

felt like they had never hugged before…

it was then they began to understand

 

what arms were created for.


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THE FIRST TIME

The first time they held hands…

as they walked along the shore…

was when they began to understand…

 

what hands were created for. 


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A LTTLE SPOT OF LIGHT

Another week of horror… 

of terror…

of uncertainty

and again we meet in a park at night to bemoan a tragedy.

 

People came together…looking for encouragement and relief.

People of different faiths, 

different backgrounds 

and beliefs.

 

As different people prayed to their God…

among the crowd there was no dissension

everybody listened…

and accepted…

everybody paid attention.

 

For no matter what faith was present…

no matter what God they may have named…

or if they didn’t believe in God at all…

their message was the same.

 

In the end everybody lit a candle…

and held it in the air

proving love is universal…

proving love is to be shared.

 

and then we all departed 

taking different paths into the night

our darkness beginning to be driven out 

 

by a little spot of light.


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IT ISN'T WHAT I SAW IN HIM

“What made you fall in love with him?” She was asked.

“What in him did you see?”

“It wasn’t what I saw in him.” She answered.

 

“It’s what he saw in me.”


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HEAVEN CAN WAIT

 

He smiled through his tears as he felt her heart beat a little stronger

knowing his prayer 

today 

had been answered 

and heaven 

 

would wait a little longer.


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MEMORIAL TO A MARRIAGE

How beautiful is a heart that loves…what a wondrous sight to see…

instead of trying to restrict it…we should seek to set it free…..

 

 

They fell in love in Roman times because that’s what lovers do

They meet, and in some inexplicable way…their love comes shining through.

 

When two people are lucky enough to find each other, 

they find love does not confine

It doesn’t follow a set of rules, 

it has no borderlines…

 

 

They fell in love in Roman times because that’s what lovers do

but they could not get married…for back then it was taboo.

 

Two women cannot fall in love…it is not right they’d say

But these two women were not listening…love found them anyway.

 

Their love was pure and innocent…flowing honestly from the heart

It was universal and unique…

their love…a work of art.

 

 

They fell in love in Roman times because that’s what lovers do…

They remained together all their lives before they bid this world adieu…

 

For love brought them together…never again to be alone…

 

and here they lie together…their love immortalized in stone.


ONE MORE DAY

His prayer is simple and unchanging…

each night a silent grace…

“All I ask,” he pleads with folded hands…

 

”is one more day in her embrace.”


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MEMORIES E'VE YET TO MAKE

 

She asked why he was smiling…as they sat together by the lake

 

“I was just thinking,” he said, “about all the memories we’ve yet to make.”


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