They Were Just Boys


They were just boys,
Some with parents to go back to,
Some with families young,
Some never tasting life,
Before it would shortly be done.
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They were just boys,
Sat there in the boats,
Sat with their thoughts,
Sat on their own,
With everyone around them.
***
They were just boys,
Landing from the skies
Landing on the beaches,
Landing Where they,
Had never stepped before.
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They were just boys,
With a gun in hand,
With wet legs,
With thoughts of home,
Praying to get back there.
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They were just boys,
When they stood up to hate,
When they stood up to fear,
When they stood up for peace,
With gunfire in their ear.
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They were just boys,
Who brought us safety,
Who brought us peace,
Who brought us an end,
To the fighting and war.

Migraine


It starts off like a trickle,
A flick of the light,
A trick of the eye,
A bit of the blind,
The it hits like a brick,
Right at the back of the head,
The throbbing,
The light,
The wishing for death,
But after a while,
It all goes away,
The pain subsides,
The brain relaxes,
The main is over,
Next is the mood,
It’s up so high,
It’s down so low,
It’s all over the place,
Not knowing where to go,
And all that is left,
Is feeling drained,
That is my attacks,
Of a migraine.

For A Fallen Petal


A person is like a petal,
Each one adds to the flower,
As a person adds to a family,
Eventually a petal falls.
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Over time that gap will fill,
Although now time stands still,
And for now the gap is obvious,
But the gap is there for all of us.
***
There is a time for every petal,
As there is a time for all of us,
And when our petal falls,
We will land on God’s grass.

A Year Since


So that’s it,
Your gone and not coming back,
A year feels so long,
And yet it’s also gone,
I cherish the moments,
And smile at the memories,
Knowing that I can’t call you,
Or just pop round for a tea,
You will be missed,
Not forgotten,
And most of all,
You will continue in me.

What Is In A Tear?


What is in a tear,
Are the thoughts you cannot hear,
thoughts that have built up,
year on year.
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In a tear,
Is the pain you had to bear,
The pain that you let show,
The pain that you’ve let go.
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Don’t keep the tear,
Just let it go,
Learn to let you heart show,
and learn to let your tears set you free.

Another Petal Falls


A rosebush is like a family.
Each home is a rose.
The petals the people.
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Just as people pass.
The petals fall.
Eventually the rose is bare.
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A home may close.
The flower may wither.
But the rosebush keeps growing.
***
Each petal is remembered.
Every rose is not forgot.
The rosebush is not lost.
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So remember each petal.
And don’t forget each rose.
Watch as the rosebush grows.

Illegal Love Of 1947


I sit in my cell,
Thinking about my sin,
Wondering what I have done,
Thinking about him,
I sit on my own.
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I stand by the window,
Thinking what is love really,
Wondering what could have been done,
Thinking what is reality,
I stand by myself.
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I love a man,
Thinking what is wrong,
Wondering what society has done,
Thinking why love is gone,
I love on my own.