POETRY
BY YOUR FRIENDS AT BELLEAIR COINS, GOLD
DIAMONDS
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The Silver Queen
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Our Prayer (Written by Chris Arbutine , Mayor of
Belleair Bluffs, Florida, U.S.A. |
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| The Sadness of
September 11,2001 (Written by Tiffany Race - 9 years old Rawlings Elementary School - Pinellas County, Florida) At first it filled our hearts with fear, now it fills our eyes with tears. As the day turns into night, I hope we can stop this endless fight. Now I toss at night, thinking about all the fright on September 11th, 2001
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by Jean Colaianni Carrabotta - 1945 Some time I wonder why we wait. For just the "perfect day" We know that none can come along. Let's take what comes our way. "To always look before you leap" You stop and ponder o'er each step You plan, you hope, you dream Our hearts tell us that we are one |
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TRUE LOVE By Debbie Donovan If I never find my true love If I only keep hoping someday If I never do trust and give my |
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by Chris Arbutine Where does it end, when does it begin? 09/26/99 |
THE HOMELESS by John Carr At mid morn I observed a fright sight Many vacant homes of letters and acres, and acres and acres Contemplating my plight and flight Because of taxes, and debtors and takers and takers and takers.
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WISDOM by Chris Arbutine
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Wisdom is the Sum of Knowledge we gain by all the mistakes we make and hard times we go through. So if you don't think you make very many mistakes and nothing ever bothers you, you are not very wise. |
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Maurice by Marianne Rauch Do not mourn for me or feel heavy hearted. For my passage through life is over and now I may rest Remember me only as the friend, lover, spouse, child.... that I was to you. Do not feel regret for things I had not yet accomplished. I walk a new road now, and my dreams are endless. Do not feel anger that I am gone. My purpose in life, whatever that was has been fulfilled. Do not cry at your loss. For as long as you remember my spirit, I am with you. |
FOOTPRINTS by Marianne Rauch Under the moon on an empty beach I follow your footsteps the imprint of five toes and a heel You left behind in the moist sand. I have waited my whole life for you to find me. Although I have found you many times in my dreams. But I will not find you. It's an impossible quest. For your footprints are no different than the rest. |
Advice from a Common Man By Chris Arbutine Waiting. Wanting. Needing to love. Expectations of the Future. Regrets in the Past. Combined, these form how we Love. Fair? Unfair? Neither! Simply the way it is. Try not to think too much. Dare not think too little. You will know Love. You will feel Love. Otherwise you are not in Love. Love will draw you So close that you must have it. Dare not grab it too tightly. Or you will crush it or kill it. Yet do not let it slip away. Nor force it from your grasp. Bathe in Love. Learn from it. Take a piece of it into your soul. Do not hoard it. Give Love. Receive Love. In doing this we keep Love. |
Love!!!!!! by Marianne Rauch How deceptive love can be. Your heart full of joy as you stand smiling behind your rose colored glasses. How understanding and forgiving and foolish you can become. You were my world . Everything that was important to me. You occupied my mind, my heart, my body. Until love left. And suddenly I saw the real you. Without the love to hide your glaring flaws and your insensitive nature. And now I wonder why I ever loved you! |