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carolyn-j-reilly
carolyn-j-reilly
Scottish
How do I know he loves me Without him saying a word? It's pretty simple really To see the signs that can't be heard When he starts to stir in the morning And molds his body into mine Then throws his arm around my waist And snuggles me from behind When he's getting ready to go to work Just about to walk out the door He never ever forgets a kiss Then another, then just one more When I'm walking into my work And I hear my phone go beep The text reads “I ******* love you **** *** Or something similar I couldn't repeat When he does something that I like That he really doesn't want to do Like watching a really scary movie Or walking round the shops for an hour or two When he takes my side Even though he knows I'm wrong When he watches me singing My favourite song When he makes sure I eat Because he knows I forget When he brushes my tangles While my hairs soaking wet When he's waiting at the door To help me in with my shopping When he runs me a bath Because he knows I'm close to dropping When he gets in my car Even though he hates its guts When he encourages my creativity Without thinking I'm nuts When he lets my cat in and feeds him When he sees his empty bowls When he pushes me to write things down Cause he wants me to reach my goals When he goes along with all my plans Because he likes to see me smile When he stops whatever he's doing Just to listen to me for a while These are just some of the signs That I see every day And I know that the next 25 years Will be perfect in every way
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Aug 30, 2017
Aug 30, 2017 at 9:04 PM UTC
How Do I Know
How do I know he loves me Without him saying a word? It's pretty simple really To see the signs that can't be heard When he starts to stir in the morning And molds his body into mine Then throws his arm around my waist And snuggles me from behind When he's getting ready to go to work Just about to walk out the door He never ever forgets a kiss Then another, then just one more When I'm walking into my work And I hear my phone go beep The text reads “I ******* love you **** *** Or something similar I couldn't repeat When he does something that I like That he really doesn't want to do Like watching a really scary movie Or walking round the shops for an hour or two When he takes my side Even though he knows I'm wrong When he watches me singing My favourite song When he makes sure I eat Because he knows I forget When he brushes my tangles While my hairs soaking wet When he's waiting at the door To help me in with my shopping When he runs me a bath Because he knows I'm close to dropping When he gets in my car Even though he hates its guts When he encourages my creativity Without thinking I'm nuts When he lets my cat in and feeds him When he sees his empty bowls When he pushes me to write things down Cause he wants me to reach my goals When he goes along with all my plans Because he likes to see me smile When he stops whatever he's doing Just to listen to me for a while These are just some of the signs That I see every day And I know that the next 25 years Will be perfect in every way
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You come to me In the dead of night While I’m sound asleep It’s lovely to see you Even though it’s surreal More memories to keep After you’ve been The things that you said Stay with me all day I wish when I woke You were still there And hadn’t gone away It’s not just you Who visits my dreams There are lots of others to But none of those mean As much to me As my visits from you do
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Apr 11, 2012
Apr 11, 2012 at 6:20 PM UTC
Lovely To See You
Fairy wings So soft and light You can barely see them When she takes flight Perfect features Big blue eyes She flutters her eyelids As she takes to the skies Perfect smile Teeth shiny white When she opens her mouth She lights up the night Fairy dust Sprinkled around Watch as it falls And lands on the ground If you are lucky And some lands on you Close your eyes, make a wish And your wish will come true
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Jan 31, 2012
Jan 31, 2012 at 4:07 AM UTC
Fairy Dust
I push myself up With the tips of my toes Through the air, to the clouds Wayheyhey here I go I have no propeller No jetpack, no wings Who need them when dreams Are such wondrous things There’s nothing can stop me From flying away I don’t want to come down So up here I will stay It’s peaceful and warm Way up here in the sky There is nothing quite like Being able to fly I hover about At the tops of the trees Then I soar to the stars Just by bending my knees I travel so fast Over cities and towns When I see somewhere nice I float gently down I’ll have an ice-cream And I’ll rest for a while When it’s time to go home I set off with a smile I push myself up With the tips of my toes Through the air, back to bed Wayheyhey, here I go
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Jan 31, 2012
Jan 31, 2012 at 4:06 AM UTC
The Tips Of My Toes
By the time you read this I’ll be long gone My bags are all packed Time for me to move on I know this will hurt you It’s hurting me too We both know deep down It’s the best thing to do It’s the best thing for you And the best thing for me And it’s best for our children It’s quite clear to see I can stay here no longer In this house I call home You know things aren’t right I’m better off on my own Don’t take this too hard Please get on with your life I’m so very sorry I’m no longer your wife
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Jan 31, 2012
Jan 31, 2012 at 4:04 AM UTC
Long Gone
I stand here in this concrete square With wire mesh all around I’m just a lonely puppy dog Who’s stuck here in the pound I don’t know what I ever did That my humans thought so wrong I’ve always been a good girl I’ve been stuck in here so long People come and look at me They pause then walk on by Every time they walk away It makes me want to cry I only have two more days To find my forever home If no one comes to save me I will die here all alone I promise to behave myself To be loyal, faithful and true I’ll never ever let you down I’m the perfect dog for you
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Jan 30, 2012
Jan 30, 2012 at 3:33 AM UTC
Death Row
It is not me I am not bad These misconceptions Make me mad The media frenzy Blame the breed The Staffy curse Is sad to read They don’t report The positive things The love we give The joy we bring We might be strong And made of muscles But we love our hugs And playful tussles We are devoted With massive hearts We run away form Our smelly farts If you know A Staffy well You’ll understand My need to tell We are not monsters We are not evil We are not savage Or dogs of the devil We are quite simply Man’s best friend Loyal and true Right till the end
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Jan 29, 2012
Jan 29, 2012 at 11:08 PM UTC
The Staffy Curse