When we met you told me
something that I had never known before:
“My love for you
will demand everything
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If I could give a heavenly bouquet to you
with roses on long stems dripping with heavenly dew
it would never be enough to compensate for your love.
Your love is a treasure chest full of caring,
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When the morning sun sparkled
on the dew on the grass in the garden
I went out to pick roses
before the dew evaporated in the sun.
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“I not peanut papaw, ” she said,
sitting on the garden chair as if she is already grown up
despite the fact that she is only two years old.
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Where she stands at the corner of the street
I can hear him talking to her.
With eyes that are turned down
she answers him in the best way that she knows.
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On the edge of the forest I saw her for the first time,
with just a glimpse as she lured me
and maybe it was just my imagination
playing tricks with my mind.
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With a loud cry that cuts
right through the silence of suburban life
an ibis flies into my sight
and lands gracefully on the front lawn.
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When the sun’s rays peep into my room
my eyes catch the roses that you have left on my pillow.
There is a red rose for every tear that I have shed,
a white one to heal my broken heart,
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In the kitchen at Meals on wheels
she is like the lady with the lamp,
she dishes out food with love
in a hundred and ten small bowls
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It is heartbreaking when life seems to be unfair and unjust
and the privileges of having it all are reserved for only a few.
It’s difficult when emotions and experiences
are caught into one thought
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