David Normand
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You had a lover once
She loved you with her heart.
Yet you cared not for her
She did not fit your part.
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In the sweetness of the evening sun
When the moon begins to shine,
When your love begins to glow
And becomes one with mine,
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She says she stays awake at night
Just to hear me breathe.
She says she needs to assure herself
That I would never leave.
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On occasions I have danced
and swayed to the music of love
And many times I have chanced
upon a delightful thought of us
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Somewhere in China,
There's a poet just like me.
Struggling with who he is,
Longing to be free.
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From boyhood to manhood you pass
like sweet morning rain.
The songs you sang the morning last
are now a new refrain.
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To my friend, Maria. Thanks for the gesture.
A pocketful of petals
They were given to me.
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You think you're doing the right thing.
You buy the time that may save your life.
You move your wife away from her friends,
And farther away from your children.
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She'd given me a free ride
to see how far I'd go
From desert to the valley
up to the winters snow.
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David Normand Biography
David Normand has lived in the mountains of California (1960's and 1980's) , through the winters of Buffalo, New York (1960's) , through hurricanes in the New Orleans Ninth Ward (1970's) , and in the paradise of San Diego, California (1990's - 2015) , and in the beautiful Pacific Northwest of the U.S. since December,2015. He has loved and lost, and loved and won. He continues to savor that victory.)
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Would The Boy You Were?
You had a lover once
She loved you with her heart.
Yet you cared not for her
She did not fit your part.
Now you are a big success,
You drive a fancy car.
Would the boy you were
Be proud of the man you are?
You see life as just a game,
You think that you must win.
It's not a game you win or lose
You'll never start again.
Sure you have your riches now,
Your wealth's beyond compare
But would the boy you were
Be proud of the man you are?
You say that you've come home,
You say you're home for good
But Mr. Wolfe was right and
You know you never could.
Did you come back to laugh
At those who never dared
Could the boy you were
Quite possibly have erred?
You see your friends that stayed
They've done more than you.
They've lived and loved and cared
For things you never knew.
And still you see yourself
As some returning star
Expecting the boy you were
To be proud of the man you are.
The people that you've known
The ones you cast aside
Still remain in this town
Though many of them have died.
Do you still expect their love,
Can you still expect concern?
When the man that you are
Is ashamed of the boy you were.
Your soul is plagued with scorn
Your heart can know no love.
The people you employed
It's you they're speaking of
Every time they strike
And walk the picket line
Because that boy you were
Had to account for every dime.
Would the Boy You Were...?
We could expect a change
From a man as old as you.
The wisdom of old age
Can help but a few.
If you could see the evil
That's hidden in your greed,
The boy that you once were
Could love the man you'd be.
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