Always, we promised and we
Believed the things we said.
Caring and sharing, a priority
Darling, what went wrong?
Eyes roving strangers faces
Forever searching for similarities.
Grey days turn to black nights
Heavy teardrops fall
Inside this empty soul.
Jaded now, the dreams we shared
Kisses, soft lips, longing, now
Lost, forever in our past.
Monument of your photos scattered
Novelette of the love untold.
Only to awaken to loneliness.
People look into my eyes and
Question my thoughts
Regrets are many and
Smiles are few, with
Thorns where blooms once grew.
Un-voiced thoughts, you will never hear
Veiled by walls of despair
Weighing heavily in memories
X-rayed and reflected mirrored in
Your eyes too.
Zapped back to reality.
Believed the things we said.
Caring and sharing, a priority
Darling, what went wrong?
Eyes roving strangers faces
Forever searching for similarities.
Grey days turn to black nights
Heavy teardrops fall
Inside this empty soul.
Jaded now, the dreams we shared
Kisses, soft lips, longing, now
Lost, forever in our past.
Monument of your photos scattered
Novelette of the love untold.
Only to awaken to loneliness.
People look into my eyes and
Question my thoughts
Regrets are many and
Smiles are few, with
Thorns where blooms once grew.
Un-voiced thoughts, you will never hear
Veiled by walls of despair
Weighing heavily in memories
X-rayed and reflected mirrored in
Your eyes too.
Zapped back to reality.
© July 6th. 1998
(Responses to a couple of friends ABC poems.)
Ho Hum!
All I can say is
Brilliant writing from Rapid and Perry
Certainly they have the talent
Does it come naturally?
Evidently it does
For I am not as prolific with words, as they.
Goes to show
How hard I have to struggle
Importance of rhyme is lost with me
Joking is my limit
Knowledge is lacked and
Limerick is also a struggle
Might give it up and leave it to the experts, but
Never to put pen
On paper again will cause
Permanent damage to my moral.
Question my sanity, maybe.
Rhythm is what I need and
Spelling is a bother.
Too many versions of a word is mis-
Understood by me.
Very confusing
When you front the best.
X word is a hard one
Yearning for a new X word is a strain
Zulu warriors could do better.
Brilliant writing from Rapid and Perry
Certainly they have the talent
Does it come naturally?
Evidently it does
For I am not as prolific with words, as they.
Goes to show
How hard I have to struggle
Importance of rhyme is lost with me
Joking is my limit
Knowledge is lacked and
Limerick is also a struggle
Might give it up and leave it to the experts, but
Never to put pen
On paper again will cause
Permanent damage to my moral.
Question my sanity, maybe.
Rhythm is what I need and
Spelling is a bother.
Too many versions of a word is mis-
Understood by me.
Very confusing
When you front the best.
X word is a hard one
Yearning for a new X word is a strain
Zulu warriors could do better.
© July 7th. 1998
Poising of Pens
Ah ha, the truth now do I see
brains are ideal for this style of poetry.
Copycat styles! Now who said that? It surly
don’t matter, to make it match. If my
escapism, to another‘s
face, can bring a smile. Just
grin and bare with me for awhile, as
happiness I will try to spark.
Idealism I’m striving for to make my mark.
Just gimme a century or two to find the score.
Kids learn to rhyme in the Queens’
lingo at an early age, but I, was intellectually poor.
My time, passed me by, when in school, I
never learnt poetry and such rules.
Only to bash boys, I did it much. And they bashed me back.
Plays and essays I was a dunce and
questions and answers, I never hatched.
Rapid - Fire, you crack us up
since meeting you here, for your help, we thank you so much.
Tell me now, is it true?
Understanding, of my poetry, is it easy for you?
Vacancy in my head. You made us chuckle.
with your poem, ‘The Levi Shuffle’
Xenophopbia, none of that here!
Your poetry made sure of that. Its clear! The
zenith, is where we’re all aiming at.
TeAnne © July 7. 1998
A LONG DISTANCE MILE
I had travelled for days and for hours
You greeted me, with beautiful flowers
a look of delight, a kiss and a smile
For you, I had travelled a long distance mile.
HOLD ME
I had travelled for days and for hours
You greeted me, with beautiful flowers
a look of delight, a kiss and a smile
For you, I had travelled a long distance mile.
The promise of love and a silver band
“Welcome! your new life, to this new land”
In your clutches, engaged by that smile
For you, I had travelled a long distance mile.
“Welcome! your new life, to this new land”
In your clutches, engaged by that smile
For you, I had travelled a long distance mile.
The love we shared was our delight
then broken promises, in just one fight
Now all is lost but I remember that smile
For you, I had travelled a long distance mile.
then broken promises, in just one fight
Now all is lost but I remember that smile
For you, I had travelled a long distance mile.
© Sept 19. 1998
HOLD ME
Stoke the fire, dim the light
envelope me, in pure delight
Hold me.
Stroke my fire, make me glow
Ensnare me, coppice slow
Hold me.
Stroke my hair, make it shine
Tie me up, in silken twine
Hold me.
Cradle my head, with strong hand
Don’t let this be, a one-night stand
Hold me.
Gently, pat the flesh of my skin
Lead me now, into feral sin
Hold me.
envelope me, in pure delight
Hold me.
Stroke my fire, make me glow
Ensnare me, coppice slow
Hold me.
Stroke my hair, make it shine
Tie me up, in silken twine
Hold me.
Cradle my head, with strong hand
Don’t let this be, a one-night stand
Hold me.
Gently, pat the flesh of my skin
Lead me now, into feral sin
Hold me.
TeAnne © Sept 20. 1998
Are You Willing To Take A Step With Me?
How do we rekindle our affection
It's been many years gone by
We parted on an angry note
And regret the words we said
It's been many years gone by
We parted on an angry note
And regret the words we said
It's been many years gone by
Blinded then we didn't see
And regret the words we said
Could we recapture our dreams
Blinded then we didn't see
And regret the words we said
Could we recapture our dreams
Blinded then we didn't see
I've been trying to forget
Could we recapture our dreams
Do you care enough to try
I've been trying to forget
Could we recapture our dreams
Do you care enough to try
I've been trying to forget
How unhappy life has been
Do you care enough to try
Are you willing to take a step with me
How unhappy life has been
Do you care enough to try
Are you willing to take a step with me
How unhappy life has been
It's been hard living without you
Are you willing to take a step with me
To rebuild what we had so real
It's been hard living without you
Are you willing to take a step with me
To rebuild what we had so real
It's been hard living without you
We parted on an angry note
To rebuild what we had so real
How do we rekindle our affection?
We parted on an angry note
To rebuild what we had so real
How do we rekindle our affection?
(Pantoum Style) A Poem To Daryl.
TeAnne © June 3 1999
Lying
PIG
PIG
PIG
PIG
PIG
PIG
You think you are Mr BIG
You broke the heart of SIG *
You never gave a FRIGG
Yeah you are just a PRIG
We'll snap you like a TWIG
Then your grave we will DIG
And on it do a JIG
Not polite to RENEGE
PIG
PIG
PIG
Branded
You broke the heart of SIG *
You never gave a FRIGG
Yeah you are just a PRIG
We'll snap you like a TWIG
Then your grave we will DIG
And on it do a JIG
Not polite to RENEGE
PIG
PIG
PIG
Branded
* Sigorney
TeAnne © Feb 18.1999
He cast his spells with his evil eye
and arms outstretched! Triangular
Then bemused, he howled a sigh!
and arms outstretched! Triangular
Then bemused, he howled a sigh!
His coven searched his face for a lie
whilst remaining tall! Perpendicular
He cast his spell with his evil eye
whilst remaining tall! Perpendicular
He cast his spell with his evil eye
They believed their Bedouin never to die
contrary to belief! Cerebrovascular
Then bemused, he howled a sigh!
contrary to belief! Cerebrovascular
Then bemused, he howled a sigh!
He ordered them, dance! They never asked why
and formed the largest circle! Spectacular
He cast his spell with his evil eye
and formed the largest circle! Spectacular
He cast his spell with his evil eye
He scanned this circle with his evil eye
and chose the virgin! Most popular
Then bemused, he howled a sigh!
and chose the virgin! Most popular
Then bemused, he howled a sigh!
He strode toward her, his fate was nigh
Then slumped in a heap! T ‘was cardiovascular.
He cast his spell with his evil eye
Then bemused, he howled a sigh!
Then slumped in a heap! T ‘was cardiovascular.
He cast his spell with his evil eye
Then bemused, he howled a sigh!
TeAnne © Feb 4. 1999
While Danny is locked in the closet at home,
and Father made Mother vanish, into the night
Eddy is happy, on the streets to roam,
and Father made Mother vanish, into the night
Eddy is happy, on the streets to roam,
leaving Mother in a state of confound, on her own.
Danny's seethe can't be controlled, poor mite!
While Danny is locked in the closet at home.
Danny's seethe can't be controlled, poor mite!
While Danny is locked in the closet at home.
His bruise, a result of Fathers’ drunken fist alone,
he blames ergonomics for his seed so slight.
Eddy is happy, on the streets to roam.
he blames ergonomics for his seed so slight.
Eddy is happy, on the streets to roam.
Mothers’ chagrin overwhelm her asking a loan
to keep Eddy out of prison and fights.
While Danny is locked in the closet at home.
to keep Eddy out of prison and fights.
While Danny is locked in the closet at home.
Now Eddy is mixing nitrogen with foam
And plans a journey of a different sight.
Eddy is happy, on the streets to roam.
And plans a journey of a different sight.
Eddy is happy, on the streets to roam.
Mother and Fathers’ contrast of life has shown
Two young brothers, caught between this force of plight
While Danny is locked in the closet at home.
Eddy is happy, on the streets to roam.
Two young brothers, caught between this force of plight
While Danny is locked in the closet at home.
Eddy is happy, on the streets to roam.
TeAnne © Feb.7. 1999
~*~ WINNER OF THE ANNUAL Echoes Poetry Journal Message Board CONTEST ~*~
Echoes Through My Mind
Echoes whisper from the distance
Challenging me, 'come and dance'
Hovering on the brink of loneliness
Offers like this so hard to repress
Evening evolves into velvety night
Silently drawn, into a new delightThrough passages unfamiliar I drift
Highway's promise to enchanted gift
Realms glistening in trophies bold
Overtly inviting remembrance old
Unlimited pleasures promise to come
Guilt and desire all rolled into one
Hastily we dance in seductive duet
My partner and I have only just met
Young and astral he makes me feel
Mind seduce and soul doth steal
In a trice, I collapse at his feet
Now concede my life's retreat
Death has been swift he was not un-kind
~
An apparition Echoes Through My Mind
Echoes (Lai Style)
Echoes through my mind
a true love to find
Rewind.
a true love to find
Rewind.
Your love was unkind
and my eyes were blind
Unbind.
and my eyes were blind
Unbind.
You left me behind
After you had wined
and dined.
After you had wined
and dined.
TeAnne © June 2. 1999
EMBARRASSING MOMENT
--------------------------
A photographic memory
For any persons face
When it is a name.
Better to forget it Jack!
I am in disgrace.
--------------------------
A photographic memory
For any persons face
When it is a name.
Better to forget it Jack!
I am in disgrace.
Saw your twin the other night
His name I could not place
He has no claim to fame.
Could it be his name is Mack?
My thoughts are out in space.
His name I could not place
He has no claim to fame.
Could it be his name is Mack?
My thoughts are out in space.
Embarrassing it can be
For a name to displace
Seems I am ashamed.
I want my memory back!
It's gone without a trace.
~
© Feb 28.1999
For a name to displace
Seems I am ashamed.
I want my memory back!
It's gone without a trace.
~
© Feb 28.1999
THE DOOR IS OPEN FOR YOU.
--------------------------------
You can kiss my heart goodbye
It isn't yours any more
Someone else will take your place
I don't want you any more.
--------------------------------
You can kiss my heart goodbye
It isn't yours any more
Someone else will take your place
I don't want you any more.
Someone else can have you
You can lie and cheat on them
It is over!
See the door?
Go thru' it!
And don't come back again.
~
TeAnne © Feb 28 1999
You can lie and cheat on them
It is over!
See the door?
Go thru' it!
And don't come back again.
~
TeAnne © Feb 28 1999
EXPOSED
I hope you can sleep at night, I truly
Wanted to love you, but you have left many wounds.
A game of chance you played? You said you would
Never hurt me, but you lied, you
Tormented me with your ingenious
Entreats. I swear, you are a master of
Deception and games of the mind .
A game of chance you played? You said you would
Never hurt me, but you lied, you
Tormented me with your ingenious
Entreats. I swear, you are a master of
Deception and games of the mind .
The king of seduction. Your ego, a wealth of cheer? I made an
Oath to myself to live in self denial. In a
Oath to myself to live in self denial. In a
Limbo’s dream, a fairyland
Of empty closet’s mind. I filled my
Voids with ‘other’stupidity but you
Enticed my walls to crumble, and impregnated daydreaming!
Of empty closet’s mind. I filled my
Voids with ‘other’stupidity but you
Enticed my walls to crumble, and impregnated daydreaming!
You came, wielding life’s hammer and eluded
Obstacles in your path, that I put
Up to protect me. I thought I was strong enough. I so foolishly, let you.
Obstacles in your path, that I put
Up to protect me. I thought I was strong enough. I so foolishly, let you.
Acrostic poetry defines a style of verse in which the opening or closing letters,
or letters arranged by some other system, conveys a special message or names a
person, place or thing. This presents a rare challenge to the poet, yet is rewarded
when the reader discovers the hidden message. Most Acrostic poetry is simple in
its approach, but some can be ingenious, crafty and cryptic. At the very least,
this style is fun!
The poetry of TeAnne © 1993,1994,1997 & 1998 All Rights reserved.
or letters arranged by some other system, conveys a special message or names a
person, place or thing. This presents a rare challenge to the poet, yet is rewarded
when the reader discovers the hidden message. Most Acrostic poetry is simple in
its approach, but some can be ingenious, crafty and cryptic. At the very least,
this style is fun!
The poetry of TeAnne © 1993,1994,1997 & 1998 All Rights reserved.
I am free at last
Torment me not againI finally let you go and return
Sanity in sleep
Finished are dreams
Invaded by your semblance
Non committal, you
Are no - more
Last night was the finality, at
Long last I realised
You cheated me out of love
One sided love and
Vented anger on
Each other had only
Repercussions for destruction
Finally I awaken to this
Obtuse virtual
Reality
Memories will only
Echo for a short time.
TeAnne © Mar 8.1998
#1.
HE TOOK ALL OF MY EMOTIONS AWAY
(Villanelle Style)
HE TOOK ALL OF MY EMOTIONS AWAY
(Villanelle Style)
He took all of my emotions away
He said it was for my own good
Depression is a major killer today
He said it was for my own good
Depression is a major killer today
After all, learnt his truth is to relay
So I do as I'm told, I suppose I should
He took all of my emotions away
So I do as I'm told, I suppose I should
He took all of my emotions away
Emotionless life is a stranger way
I cannot cry or sigh, I wish I could
Depression is a major killer today
I cannot cry or sigh, I wish I could
Depression is a major killer today
Strolling in a trance from day to day
Glassy eyed, a brain built like wood
He took all of my emotions away
Glassy eyed, a brain built like wood
He took all of my emotions away
No more fun or games can I play
Life from a plastic bottle isn't good
Depression is a major killer today
Life from a plastic bottle isn't good
Depression is a major killer today
I feel so numb, my reactions delay
It's Doc's fault. I am not understood
He took all of my emotions away
Depression is a major killer today.
It's Doc's fault. I am not understood
He took all of my emotions away
Depression is a major killer today.
© Nov. 19. 1998
# 2.
FLY DROPPINGS
FLY DROPPINGS
Don't
let the flies in mate
Don't
hold the door open wide. I
Don't
like chasing them around
all day.
with the spray and
fly swat.
Toxins up my nose, it can’t
be good
for my hay fever and
the environment.
But them little buggers,
I have to kill
before they ruin walls and
benches and curtains with
their dirty little spots.
Kill them
before they kill us
with their germs.
let the flies in mate
Don't
hold the door open wide. I
Don't
like chasing them around
all day.
with the spray and
fly swat.
Toxins up my nose, it can’t
be good
for my hay fever and
the environment.
But them little buggers,
I have to kill
before they ruin walls and
benches and curtains with
their dirty little spots.
Kill them
before they kill us
with their germs.
© Nov. 18.1998
Don't let the flies in my house, mate
Don't open the door too bloody wide.
I don't hold much hope for their fate
Don't open the door too bloody wide.
I don't hold much hope for their fate
Tiny creatures flying in here I hate
Toxins up my nose I won't abide
Don't let the flies in my house, mate
Toxins up my nose I won't abide
Don't let the flies in my house, mate
To relieve my hay fever I'll hang a bait
But them little buggers sure like to hide
I don't hold much hope for their fate
But them little buggers sure like to hide
I don't hold much hope for their fate
On TV this little ditty for years relate
In the jingle, made famous it's "Louie Da Fly"
Don't let the flies in my house, mate
In the jingle, made famous it's "Louie Da Fly"
Don't let the flies in my house, mate
On the TV his song is a grade 'A' rate
Spreading germs from rubbish tips far and wide
I don't hold much hope for their fate
Spreading germs from rubbish tips far and wide
I don't hold much hope for their fate
Get the Mortein strips before it's too late
Give poor old "Louie" a funeral, he died
Don't let the flies in my house, mate
I don't hold much hope for their fate.
Give poor old "Louie" a funeral, he died
Don't let the flies in my house, mate
I don't hold much hope for their fate.
TeAnne © Nov. 19. 1998
IT'S YOU
Juxtaposed for a time
evenings' moon to share
feverish entanglements and
flashings of lust
Diaries of secrets keep from view
Hearten all memories
enthralling moments alive
store these scenes
together with my treasures
euphoria
remembered.
Feb. 28.1998
enthralling moments alive
store these scenes
together with my treasures
euphoria
remembered.
Feb. 28.1998
Acrostic poetry defines a style of verse in which the opening or closing letters, or letters arranged by some other system, conveys a
special message or names a person, place or thing. This presents a rare challenge to the poet, yet is rewarded when the reader
discovers the hidden message. Most Acrostic poetry is simple in its approach, but some can be ingenious, crafty and cryptic. At the
very least, this style is fun!
special message or names a person, place or thing. This presents a rare challenge to the poet, yet is rewarded when the reader
discovers the hidden message. Most Acrostic poetry is simple in its approach, but some can be ingenious, crafty and cryptic. At the
very least, this style is fun!
I stole this explanation from Jay @ FOOTSTEPS
M ention your name and
E vocative notions erupt but
N autical miles separate
T eems with compelled longing
A mounts to
L esions of the heart
*
A rms around I crave
N ail biting woe
G radually intensified
U nrest lingering
I nside heavily
S aturated
H eartfelt anxiety.
E vocative notions erupt but
N autical miles separate
T eems with compelled longing
A mounts to
L esions of the heart
*
A rms around I crave
N ail biting woe
G radually intensified
U nrest lingering
I nside heavily
S aturated
H eartfelt anxiety.
TeAnne © Mar 31. 1998
NOWHERE
(Rondeau Style)
(Rondeau Style)
Nowhere does my road lead
Nor sewing of life's seed
He was no God nor Icon
Neither a man of steel or Iron
Just a man, full of need.
Nor sewing of life's seed
He was no God nor Icon
Neither a man of steel or Iron
Just a man, full of need.
We fell in love and we were free
Blinded then, I didn't see
I followed my heart. I was wrong
Nowhere.
Blinded then, I didn't see
I followed my heart. I was wrong
Nowhere.
I went to his side on a beckoned plea
he vowed everlasting love for me
I amble now and stagger along
with mind and soul, of a lonesome song
My heart again, I will never heed.
Nowhere.
he vowed everlasting love for me
I amble now and stagger along
with mind and soul, of a lonesome song
My heart again, I will never heed.
Nowhere.
TeAnne © Dec. 8. 1998.
“Revenge”
H ence you came
E lectrified imagination formed.
L asting impressions of our
L ove stored in a
H eart so hidden
A matter of the mind!
T ainted lust called love.
H ate they tell, extensions of love.
N arration
O f
F airy tales dissolved
U n-leashed thy nemesis
R age of heart
Y earnings forged, you
L eft me with the colours of loneliness
I ridescent fragments of
K isses in the night
E xisted once
A sensation of physical enlivenment.
W hat possessed us to fall in love
O ver indulged intoxication became a
M eaningless
A nti-climax
N ull and void.
S corned and
C ornered a deluge of
O dium replaced my
R easons to believe
N eedless
E go
D rain.
TeAnne © 7 April. 1998
SHARED
Melancholy memories of a mate of mine
You were younger and then, so was I.
You were younger and then, so was I.
Nudging the envelope, the things we did
Allowing the night to spark our live with fizz.
Many a time we over stepped the line
Electric life, you stroked your time.
Allowing the night to spark our live with fizz.
Many a time we over stepped the line
Electric life, you stroked your time.
Slivers of your life just slipped away
Alone, I watched you degrade our names.
Kiss of death was your fate as you
Escaped this world, in nineteen eighty two.
Alone, I watched you degrade our names.
Kiss of death was your fate as you
Escaped this world, in nineteen eighty two.
TeAnne © Apr. 27. 1998
TeAnne © Oct. 24 1998
THE day began in the early hour,
At half past six, I ran for the shower.
I got on line, to e-mail a mate,
I had to hurry, not polite to be late.
At half past six, I ran for the shower.
I got on line, to e-mail a mate,
I had to hurry, not polite to be late.
I hurried up the road at the rightful hour
All my hopes had then turned sour,
That damn BUS just went right on by
I rolled my eyes toward the sky
All my hopes had then turned sour,
That damn BUS just went right on by
I rolled my eyes toward the sky
I couldn’t believe, I had run out of time.
It was just after five past nine
I had to sit and wait for the next
I was sure by now my day was hexed.
It was just after five past nine
I had to sit and wait for the next
I was sure by now my day was hexed.
As the bus WENT on the tour of the city
It wasn’t a sight see, mores the pity
RIGHT on time, it pulled up in front,
For ON the express I had managed to jump
It wasn’t a sight see, mores the pity
RIGHT on time, it pulled up in front,
For ON the express I had managed to jump
BY now I have learnt my lesson
No computers in the morn’, will I be messin’.
No computers in the morn’, will I be messin’.
TeAnne © 16 Feb 1999
A year of heartache and bittersweet memories began
Broadening my horizons, I travelled, leaving family and friends.
Chased my dreams to a far away land
Dreams of happiness ( I thought) with a special man
Emptiness was left as the dreams, died and crumpled.
Broadening my horizons, I travelled, leaving family and friends.
Chased my dreams to a far away land
Dreams of happiness ( I thought) with a special man
Emptiness was left as the dreams, died and crumpled.
February the 27th took my Mother to a higher plain
God is good she told me, as she passed away
Her life meant everything to me, I feel lost without her
I die and grieve inside on every Christmas Day, her birth.
God is good she told me, as she passed away
Her life meant everything to me, I feel lost without her
I die and grieve inside on every Christmas Day, her birth.
July 12th came and Daddy of a broken heart, died
Killed of all my emotions, the Doctors delight.
Left like an empty shell and bored
May, brought to me a cyber-love I adored.
Notorious for his thrilling ways, he informed
On-line, the interloper of love and forever, intoned.
Killed of all my emotions, the Doctors delight.
Left like an empty shell and bored
May, brought to me a cyber-love I adored.
Notorious for his thrilling ways, he informed
On-line, the interloper of love and forever, intoned.
Paradise was lost as I grew restless in my home
Quickly sold my life and everything I owned.
Responsibility and my art placed aside, for in
September, the meeting with my Cyber-love, face to face
To Texas, I travelled to live with this fellow mate.
Understanding, was what he lacked as I pined for home.
Quickly sold my life and everything I owned.
Responsibility and my art placed aside, for in
September, the meeting with my Cyber-love, face to face
To Texas, I travelled to live with this fellow mate.
Understanding, was what he lacked as I pined for home.
Victim of cancer too, my white cat called Sam.
Why, I must ask, the year of all my catastrophes?
Xantippe had nothing at this stage, on me
Year of opportunity my stars predicted and my
Zodiac reading said, 1997 was a good year to enjoy.
Why, I must ask, the year of all my catastrophes?
Xantippe had nothing at this stage, on me
Year of opportunity my stars predicted and my
Zodiac reading said, 1997 was a good year to enjoy.
TeAnne © Jan 13. 1999
Footnote:
You think you’re having fun mate!
You drink and drive! You gad about!
You will be sorry!
You drink and drive! You gad about!
You will be sorry!
You will be sorry! When it’s too late!
For now you’re young, a wilful lout!
Filled with power and not a worry!
For now you’re young, a wilful lout!
Filled with power and not a worry!
Filled with power and not a worry! Wise guy!
As a friend I try to help, and
Show you the errors of your way!
As a friend I try to help, and
Show you the errors of your way!
Show you the errors of your way! I cry!
Alas! In terrible trouble you will land!
If you don’t stop what you do, today!
Alas! In terrible trouble you will land!
If you don’t stop what you do, today!
(Chain Rhyme) TeAnne © 27. Jan 1999
W hat if - the earth spun backwards
O r tomorrow never came
R eality became yesterdays, yesterday
L essons learned never taught
D ays going by twenty at a time
O r tomorrow never came
R eality became yesterdays, yesterday
L essons learned never taught
D ays going by twenty at a time
W hat if - we could see our loved ones gone and say
I love you
T ell them what they never
H eard or what we didn't say
O ur lives as we know it never was
U seless tomorrow and
T oday would never be
I love you
T ell them what they never
H eard or what we didn't say
O ur lives as we know it never was
U seless tomorrow and
T oday would never be
E ve and Adam had a second chance
N ew history to create but our
D estiny who's will.
N ew history to create but our
D estiny who's will.
TeAnne © Mar 19.1998
Tribute to Bernadette Ann March 19. 1973 - April 27.1973
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