POEMS FROM THE HEART for Monday, September 22, 2008

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Monday, September 22, 2008

THERE IS NO SWEET LOVE FOR ME TONIGHT

THIS IS ONE OF THE OLD POEMS WRITTEN MANY, MANY YEARS AGO, BACK THEN I LIKE SO MANY OTHERS LOOKED IN ALL THE WRONG PLACES FOR PEACE AND LOVE. LOOKING FOR SOMETHING THAT DIDN'T EXIST THAT I THOUGHT I HAD ALREADY HAD. THERE IS NO SWEET LOVE FOR ME TONIGHT YOU LEFT ME ON MY OWN, NOW, I WONDER THE STREETS ALONE. I HAVE BEEN SEARCHING HIGH AND LOW, OH, HOW I MISS YOU SO. I HAVE BEEN LOOKING FOR A LOVE LIKE YOURS. I'VE BEEN THROUGH A REVOLVING DOOR. I'VE BEEN SEARCHING THROUGH THE NIGHT, CHASING EVERY... Sign in to see full entry.

TOMORROW AND YESTERDAY

TOMORROW AND YESTERDAY TWO ENEMIES WE DON'T NEED ARE TOMORROW AND YESTERDAY THEY ARE NO LONGER OR YET MINE ALL I HAVE IS TODAY THEY BELONG TO THE GOOD LORD ABOVE HE HAS CLAIMED THEM AS HIS I COULDN'T HANDLE THEM ANYWAY I AM GLAD THAT IS THE WAY IT IS YESTERDAY WAS MINE NOW IT IS HIS ALL MY MISTAKES HAVE GONE AWAY IT WAS FINE WHILE IT WAS HERE BUT NOW ALL I HAVE IS TODAY TOMORROW IS HIS, IT SOON WILL BE MINE BUT IT WILL COME IN IT'S OWN GOOD TIME NO USE TO WORRY ABOUT IT NOW TOMORROW IT WILL BE... Sign in to see full entry.

SOLDIERS

SOLDIERS Wounded soldiers, remembering long battles, battles lost, never won. Unable to help each other, Bleeding blood that won't mix. Wearing armor, full of holes, Yet believing, indestructible. No call for help, no forward march, possum by day, lightning rod by night. No mail from home, no medals on their chest, heroes in no one's eyes. Different plans, different time, results the same. Joining forces with different plans, different time, Victory could be theirs. Kent Phalen Sign in to see full entry.

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