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Krys Pressey Jun 2012
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God didn't make room for us in his life. He created us; life. -May25.12
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I can wait for Tomorrow, because I haven't had Today. -May13.12
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Find the light. -May7.12
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There is an explanation for just about everything. All you have to do is ask. -May5.12
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You may not be able to change your past. But you can certainly change what you do about it, the day after tomorrow.
Krys Pressey Jun 2012
I'll write a poem about the rain.
Some other day when the weather is less sane.
Raining down hard like a duck pond made big.
Out in our lawns, drowning flowers,
Now uprooted;
I've found Grandmother's wig.
Torn-up grass from the rain's major pellets.
Leaving me holes in my front lawn.
I'll even it out later;
the dirt,
Its so uneven.
But for right now, let's rebury Grandmother's wig.
-April4.12

I am angry,
I am mad.
He is happy,
She is sad.

All together,
Mixed confusion.
Mixed emotions,
Like intrusion.

Tomorrow is a brand new day,
When happy memories;
Here, do stay. -April23.12
Krys Pressey Jun 2012
Are you lonesome, little bird?
Can't fly away now;
Limping with hurt.
With that broken wing of yours;
So fragile, so weak.
You need someone to lift you up
Oh, little bird.  
Hold you closely, fix you're hurt.
Fix that wing, you poor cute bird.  
Help you fly away again, little bird.

Oh, are you hurt now, little bird?
Lost and alone, in this cruel world.
Chirping on the forest floor; Waiting for that savior.
Oh, I'll come and find you, little bird.
I'll pick you up;
My precious bird.  
Finding you out there,
Hold you gently.

I'll help you fly away again, little bird.
Adopt you as mine now,
Without a word.
I'll fly you away now, my little bird.
No more crying,
My baby bird.
To other shores of unspoken hurt.
-April4.12
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