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mary-sullivan
mary-sullivan
"The greater our knowledge increases, the greater our ignorance unfolds." - President John F. Kennedy
It wasn't his voice Though it was heavenly It wasn't the roles he performed Though they were beautiful It wasn't his humor Though it always cheered me It wasn't his leadership Though it was impressive It wasn't his dedication Though I always admired it It wasn't his charm Though I envied it It wasn't even his loyalty Though I coveted it. I loved him for his soul.
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Sep 4, 2014
Sep 4, 2014 at 4:09 PM UTC
For Those Who Asked Why
Someday I’d like to visit Georgia Or maybe Florida Or maybe the Bahamas or Tahiti or Hawaii Just someplace that’s warm. Someday I’d like to visit Alabama Or Louisiana Or Arkansas or Georgia or Carolina Someplace where the boys speak with accents And the girls wear boots and plaid And farmland is everywhere Just someplace where people are kind. Someday I’d like to visit Texas Or Nevada Or Wyoming or Oklahoma or Kansas Someplace where the sun beats down hot And the men ride horses And the desert stretches for miles Just someplace where people aren’t. Someday I’d like to visit Austin Or Atlanta Or Hollywood or New Orleans or Nashville Someplace where men serenade the moon And women hum babies to sleep And fame resides everywhere Just someplace where music fills the air. Someday I’d like to visit Heaven Or maybe stay Yes, stay, forever and ever Someplace where families reunite And children get enough to eat And no one speaks an unkind word Just someplace where souls come together.
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May 18, 2014
May 18, 2014 at 12:54 PM UTC
Just Someplace
Once I saw you in the stars The twinkling pinpricks Dancing across the sky Reminded me of your eyes. Once I heard you in a melody The melancholy tune Set to joyful words Reminded me of your smile. Once I tasted you in a chocolate The rich cocoa Topped with a sprinkle of sea salt Reminded me of your kiss. Once I smelled you in a rainstorm The scent of wet pavement Overlaid with the freshness of spring Reminded me of your imagination. Once I felt you in the ocean The warm, salty water Slowly drying out my skin Reminded me of your soul.
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May 18, 2014
May 18, 2014 at 12:19 PM UTC
Sensory