Susan Casey

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If it were not for you
It seems that every day would be
A life unfulfilled.
Winter then forever and no smile of spring.
...

Last night you played on the piano keys of my heart
Unlocking the silent sonata within.
You died in my arms as I succumbed to the bow
Of your violin on my mood string of memory.
...

Sweet One
Your voice is a mystery to me!
A delicious enchantment of rapture and torment
It taunts me with husky, sentiment.
...

Just waiting here!
For this story to begin.
I was burning up in the sun light; can’t you feel the heat of it?
Catch the very beat of it!
...

So still you wait, for sea to reach
and kiss your maiden ferns
and taste of your sweet innocence.
Licking and caressing your silken tresses
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I believe I can fly!
Stretch out my arms and soar above this world
Of wrecking balls and nuclear devastation.
It’s not a threat.
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Just a dream it was.
I sat on a beach and you were there by my side.
We laughed as the tide came,
played tickletoes.
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8.

Such an amazing thing!
I think, to feel this pain.
That Numbness might indeed be feeling.
Feeling is numbness screaming,
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I would give you rainbows
crystal colours, shining white.
A golden crown would dress your hair,
so regal fair you would be.
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A sunflower nods.
It bows it's head and he grasps it tight
and shreds it.
Petal by petal, it falls to the ground at his feet
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I Was Born!
At least I thought I was,
Now I see they threw me into this world.
Helpless as God is,
...

As winds of change rage, storms around this weathered place
Man must answer God for all we do and all I am.
I remember a King who said to the waves “Go Back! ”
“I command thee! I am King; you must do just as I ask! ”
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Sweet One
Your voice is a mystery to me!
A delicious enchantment of rapture and torment
It taunts me with husky, sentiment.
...

While we all sat around thinking of the right words to say
Someone, not me, took the lot and threw them up all over the agenda.
The Boss freaked out and glared across the table,
While everyone tried to look busy and not meet his eyes.
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Susan Casey Biography

Susan is my beloved sister who died of Ovarian Cancer in May 2004, just after her 50th birthday. She was a wonderful person and a dedicated Cancer nurse. I cannot fill those shoes, but I can write for her.)

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My Secret Joy

If it were not for you
It seems that every day would be
A life unfulfilled.
Winter then forever and no smile of spring.
An icy lake without a melted heart within.
You are my secret joy.
When first I saw your face
A satisfaction took the place of sad distraction.
I knew my mind had been in a phase of leaving,
You drew me back a pace, with you I saw commitment,
This time there could be no dreaming,
No time for grieving what was past.
My secret joy was here with me.
So many times, I saw her face in your face.
That special wisdom of her eyes in your eyes,
I knew a child I thought was gone for always
Had brought joy home.
I watch you watch the joy you have made
Wonder if you know the joy that you gave
Would like you to know that the joy that you made
Is my joy too.
However long before the joy that you made.
That little blue the two of you gave.
I had a little joy of my own.
Even though the joy that I made,
Has gone the road that life takes.
Singing love songs to the joys of her own,
I see reflections of the Joy that I made,
In the eyes and the heart of the Joy, she has made.
I can see pink joy reflected in blue joy,
When I see it.
My secret joy.

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