Ray Hansell Poems

Where are the dreams
That use to be
In the dead of night
They’d come to me
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My face lights up with joy
When ever I see you
The love I feel inside
You make it feel so new
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As fragile as a light bulb
Held in trembling hands
The day that you left me
That’s how you left this man
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My past sometimes returns
To haunt me through the night
It won't let me go to sleep
My body shakes with fright
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The hour is getting late
It's time that I must go
I can't let my feelings
For you start to flow
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I see your desk
I see your chair
It's not the same
Without you there
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My past sometimes returns
To haunt me through the night
It won't let me go to sleep
My body shakes with fright
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I remember when I first saw her
Up there on the stage
Although she was so young
She was matured beyond her age
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As I read the paper
It seems like everyday
Someone else that I know
I read about them passing away
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There are times I know
When I’m not fun to be around
Those are the days
When I’m feeling really down
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