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 Dec 2018 Faith
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Father you were old
your hands they would shake
a pen you did hold
each time you did wake
and now that you're gone
and all that I knew father this poem
I have wrote for you
This was for my dad all the other one's he wrote
I hope yall liked his poems
He has passed on
But he wanted some of his work to live
and thank you all for reading he would be happy
 Dec 2018 Faith
E
Darling
 Dec 2018 Faith
E
You're hair it's what I smell
when we lay down at night
you're face is what I wake up to
when morning shines so bright
I have always been faithful babe
and you know I always will
Happy 22nd babe
you're still my greatest thrill
A poem my dad wrote my mom on their 22nd anniversary
 Dec 2018 Faith
q
ungrateful
 Dec 2018 Faith
q
when everything i asked for
is not enough
to make me happy
maybe there is not an object
to heal a broken soul
i am sorry
i wish there was
 Dec 2018 Faith
Lovely
No. 4
 Dec 2018 Faith
Lovely
If you want my lips
Take them
If you want my hair
Cut it
If you want my heart
Steal it
I’d do anything
Give anything
To make you love me
The way I love you
And if you say you want me too
I’ll be the happiest girl of them all
But only if you mean what you say
And say what you mean
Will I not get upset
Over the simplest of things
Like locks of hair
And diamond rings
Like stolen hearts
And broken wings
You make me feel so much
It hurts
You say you love me
And leave me be
When in reality
All I want is you
To be with me too
 Dec 2018 Faith
Biniam Z Demoz
It is what?
What it is.
He is what?
What he is.
She is what?
What she is.
They are what?
What they are.
You are what?
What you are.
We are what?
What we are.
I am what?
What I am.
What am I?
What I am.
Believe or not, everything what we all are; it's really what we are.
 Dec 2018 Faith
caroline
pony-tailed playmate
head tucked in her shirt
gazing steadily down
at her toes in the dirt

chaos tiptoes around her
naive oblivion
journeys in far away lands
just west of the meridian

watercolor fairy tales
bleeding outside the lines
unaware of the danger
unaware of the signs

let me sit with you, darling
in the dampened flower beds
and paint a new world
for us in our heads
 Dec 2018 Faith
Diane Niyonkuru
keeping my toes warm
even my shins
the rain never hits me
thanks high socks

cool and stylish
i look Cher Horowitz fancy
from heels to knees
thanks high socks
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