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We use this space
To make happiness
You twirl me around
On the hardwood floor.
Like a kaleidoscope
We both see colors.
Symmetry
1 half of me
2 halves of a whole
Suspended in harmony.
Our equilibrium
Magnetic
Suddenly, disconnected.
Opposites once attracted
Now repelled.
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The HUMMING little MOTIVATED
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FEET,
Face To FACE
Shockingly With
NO Fear
NO fright
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Steadfast love and faithfulness perch;
Mercy and truth are met together;
Righteousness and peace meet at church,
Kissed each other as they gather.
Faithfulness springs up from the ground,
Righteousness looks down from Heaven;
Listening to the saintly sound,
The flowing blessings are given.
For the Lord will give what is good,
As the land will yield its increase;
Pleasing Him the way that we should,
Knowing that the blessings won’t cease.
Righteousness shall go before Him,
And making His footsteps a way;
Knowing that we will not be grim,
Following Him never to stray.
Copyright © 2026 Richard Newton Sherrer
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Holding Hands
If i could dream any dream.
that would bring me peace
from the nightmares seen.
It would be quite simply holding hands
of those i've loved
and have loved this man
I would wish no more
of a dream I'd dream
when the lights get dark
and the demons scream.
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On the streets of Wooton Basset
They stood to honour the dead,
Threw flowers on the hearse as
Each cortege drove ahead.
And, respect having been paid
The crowd dispersed, was gone,
Until the next death procession
Lives moved predictably on.
Compassion for the wounded,
Easy to see the cost
If they are disfigured or
Limbs have been lost.
No parades for the broken
Those still physically intact.
Physical completeness´
Concealing the fact
Of the mental turmoil
Active Service can cause
Unrecognised casualties
Fighting mental wars.
Feeling alone and unwanted
Consumed with despair
They exist on the street behind
That thousand yard stare.
No parades for mentally wounded
Constantly reliving in their head
Mixed guilt, confusion, relief at
Being alive when friends are dead.
Little understanding really
From a world that doesn't care.
Wars are soon forgotten by
Those who´ve never been there.
No Wooton Basset for the stressed
No Remembrance Day Parade
Maybe a meagre pension for
The sacrifices they made.
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Now i sang you a few songs
i know to Jesus you belonged
Now two years or more been gone since your death
but i know that Jesus must of careth
The morning i woke up and saw Jesus in my lounge room
it reminded of your death
Thank you Jesus saw you singing with your fellow mates
The silence then stood where you were now
o heavens is where you are now
Jesus has me and i saw Him in a dream too
O' hallilya in heavens
you are my loved companion we cried the blues
O' Jesus you are the way
i will follow you all of my days!
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By Michelle Lee Carter
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The dreams we share are many
Peace surrounds us when we are together
Oh, the joy our love brings to our lives,
The Lord has brought us together,
No more pain or loneliness.
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