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She’s Watching
The most meaningful thing my daughter has ever said to me is, "You're the bravest person I know." Until that moment, I hadn't realized that I was brave at all. This poem is dedicated to my Madz. You are my source of bravery. I love you, for
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Paducah
You’ll find him down Paducah, wrapped around a Georgia Peach. He smiles when he sees her, running wide open in the breeze. Can’t keep his hands off her. Can’t seem to hide his grin. Her every curve, he knows by heart. He sends her in a spin. He’s had many that were like her, but loved them each their own. Some he’s kept for ages. Some he’s regretted letting go. He’s put love and time into them and they’ve ridden like a dream. They’ve shared his favorite music. Rode to town for ice cream. Sat in the barn, just waiting for the next part of their life Collecting dust and…
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Open For Business
Open for business. Drop off your damaged self. Re-purpose. Rehabilitation. I'll restore your health. Mend your heart and wipe your tears. Build back your self esteem. Remind you that you're lovable. Any girl's perfect dream. I'll shower you with affection. Compliment your smile. Laugh at all your jokes. Just pretend you love me a while. I'll get that ego all shined up and for no extra fee, I'll profess my undying love just before you leave. I'll stand at the door smiling as I watch you walk away. I'll save my tears for closing time after pulling down the shade. I'll sweep up the pieces of my heart from the…
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Lost
My life, enshrouded with a veil of untruth. How has this happened? What can I do? The suffocating darkness, so thick I can't see. You've left me here all alone searching for me. ~ A. Saam
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Untitled
She knows exactly what she wants in the end, To grow old, holding the hand of a friend. To hold his heart and to trust him with her own. To know his love will always keep her warm. She knows what she wants and she knows what she needs, Yet still she waits and waits just to see… Will the journey to the end be all she ever dreamed? Will he take her by the hand and offer his love freely? She tries to be patient, to have faith in herself alone. She takes each step with bated breath and steps out into the unknown. ~ A. Saam
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My Melody
My heart sings a melody that, I alone, can hear. It fills up spaces inside my soul and drowns out the darkest fears. From the soft, ever so gentle, to the quickened, passionate pace, The tempo drives what’s inside and music takes its place. I dance to my own mantra. I march to my own beat. I smile and laugh and spin in circles engulfed in what might be. If I travel and stay too long, and lose my point of view, The music shines like a beacon, to guide me back home to you. ~ A. Saam
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Wallflower
I am but a wallflower. Sitting by the wayside, watching life happen. Daydreaming of the day I get to dance. As it sit here, I whither. I become bitter and cold. I hurt and lose reason. When is my turn? Where is my song? The sun stops shining on me. I become fragile. I break. I lose hope. I question my value. Maybe if I were more like this. Perhaps if I were less like that. My eyes glaze over. I forget how to laugh. How to love. To be loved. I welcome the numb. I sit on a shelf. And wait. Wait... Wait..... WAIT! Life will NOT pass me…
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There Was
There was but a respite of light from the dark, of warmth from the cold. Wrapped up tightly in a walking daydream, and exposed the depths of her soul. She knew not the hour, or the day of the week he had stolen her heart away. She knew only his kiss and the smile on his lips, as he held her and bid her to stay. She awoke with a start, clutching her heart, as she brought into focus the room. She could naught but stare at the man lying there, make-believing he was you.
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More
You were fine. Just not enough. She's just more. More what? Will she love you more? Feed your soul more? Contribute more? But you love her more. You want her more. You feed her more. But why? What is more? It's not a definitive unit of measurement. It's not a tangible goal. But more is what you seek when you aren't enough. I wish I was more. More confident in my beauty, both inside and out. More resilient to the heartbreak that stays close to me each day. More able to let you go without caring so damn much. More able? I am able. I am able to forgive myself…
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Enough
Enough hours in the day. Enough air in your lungs. Enough music to play. Enough friends to hug. Enough joy in your life. Enough spring in your step. Enough grit in your fight. Enough laughing 'til you've wept. Enough faith in your God. Enough courage to take enough chances to trod the path that keeps you awake. Enough fire in your heart. Enough light to see. Enough hope to set you start to bring you home to me. Of all the things I wish for you, beyond all measures of love. Know my heart, only to you belongs, and I wish you, always, Enough. ~ A. Saam
