Edwina Reizer Poems

Poet and Poetess can write words oh so sweet.
They can make you throb inside,
make you feel the heat.
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I cannot think beyond my years
but every day that goes
I look back on the younger years
and am encouraged by those.
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I pray with good intention
and don't know if I'm heard.
But just the act of praying
and searching for the words
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Send back the heart I gave you.
I cannot breathe too well.
There's no need for you to keep it
for it's a living hell,
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Ladies, ladies don't speak from the heart
'cause most of these words seem to fall apart.
Men might hear them if you cry
but never understand just why?
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A minor key, a minor key
has really taken over me.
It's got me low, so darned low
as low as I can ever go.
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How many dreams really come true?
Not too many I'm sure.
You can probably count them on one hand
and not one finger more.
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There was a man dressed shabbily
in church in the same old pew.
He sat there piously and pretended to pray
but knew what he would do.
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I see my Bradford pear trees
with blossoms pristine white.
Each year they become lovlier
to my ageing sight.
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In the closet hung her dresses
and her shoes were on the floor.
She would not wear the dresses now
nor the shoes anymore.
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