david lessard Poems

My heart has no compass,
I am hopelessly lost;
Going in all directions,
My soul's paying the cost.
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Somewhere,
in the deep recesses
of my mind -
I knew you were there...
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Are you really coming home?
Or is it just a dream of mine?
Will tomorrow really be here?
Will the plane come in on time?
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Money honey...that's what I want...

In this age of buying and selling,
Is there something, they're not telling?
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Must you be so warm and lovely?
Must you be so sweet and kind?
You drive me to distraction...
and meddle with my mind.
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I am not dead,
Just gone away;
Like a vacation,
I'm back to stay.
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Where were you, when I needed you?
Where were you, when I suffered pain?
Where were you, when cold winds blew?
Where were you, when I went insane?
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Love is a fragile thing,
Love on a broken wing,
Heart on a spiral, down,
Smiles like a saddend clown.
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From all nations they come; hopeful, excpectant, full of dreams of greatness.
Their bodies are honed to perfection, their minds geared to extra fine sharpness.
For some, it is all over in scant seconds, for others, it is measured in minutes, and for still others, it may well consist of hours or days.
They run, they jump, they soar and glide with majestic beauty.
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I thought I could make it on my own,
Now I realize, it isn't true;
Now I give it up to you,
What troubled me, you always knew.
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