there was a little man he wore a bright green suit
he was very happy and loved to play the flute
he lived in the woods in the emerald isle
he was always happy and always had a smile.

people came from miles to here him play a tune
and listen to his melodies that made the people swoon
he would play all day and do a little dance
in his bright  green coat and his bright green pants.

he made people happy and they loved him so
this little man from ireland gave there lives a glow

there was a little scarecrow he lived in a field
scaring of the birds to protect the farmers yield.

he would wave his arms high up in the air
this would chase the birds by giving them  a scare.

he was made of straw and his face was made of sack
with a wooden pole stuck right up his back.

he  put up his umberella when it began to rain
when the sun came out he put down again.

scarecrow he was happy  in a field all day
doing what he should just chasing birds away

the bottom of a bottle fails to satisfy my thirst for happiness

She was born 7 pounds 7 ounces
So clean and beautiful
Untouched from the dirt of the earth and the corruption of society
The stars shined so brightly for this one
Riveting mountain hills and green valleys beamed when they heard the news
The ocean's tides grew momentous and spilled over the beaches in joy
Nature had gained another unstained soul
The sun selfishly, but necessarily, tried to shield this one from the elements of others
The pain and the suffering
The sadness and the melancholy
The sun couldn’t see another one of earth’s babies grow up to become lifeless
For the sun would not allow the moon to take another
Another baby that belonged to the moon’s dangerous night sky
The moon reeled in these children with the promise of a sky painted with glimmering stars that could spell out your name
And brighter lights that shined adjacent to tall buildings in a buzzing city
But this was merely the moon’s treacherous trick
And the rain was in on it as well
For once the moon gained a follower
The rain would join in
Buckets of liquid depression would pour and pour from gray skies as they broke through the clouds that couldn't hold the weight of sadness anymore
Then these children would sleep while the sun bared its face and heat
And become insomniacs when the moon would reveal itself
This way, they’d be forced to look into its lonely face all night
And realize themselves how forlorn they were as well
So now they crave the color of night forever
They wish to see the color black eternally
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She was born 7 pounds 7 ounces
And was retuned back to the Earth within 17 years
The knotted roots that brought her down thanked the moon

*It was so cloudy that day
The sun was nowhere to be found

there was a little dog a boxer dog was he
hoping maybe one day a boxing champ would be
he began to train with weights and a rope
to be a world contender was his only hope.

he did a lot of jogging and little run
training very hard he enjoyed the fun
now the dog was ready and in the ring did go
ten rounds was the distance he took it nice and slow.

he was doing well the crowd begin shout
then one mighty blow his opponent was knocked out
dog he was so happy a champion was he
held his belt up high for everyone to see.

he was very proud his dream it had come true
now goes down history like all the boxers do.

two little butterfllies were sitting on a wall
then to one another they began to crawl
they cuddled up together then began to kiss
it was really lovely and filled my heart with bliss

they had lots of colors a picture of delight
the colors of the rainbow reflecting in the light
very much in love as happy as can be
i sat there and watched wishing it was me.

then they flew away in the sky so blue
flying side by side with a love so true

I have used all the energy left in my gaunt body to escape this bed

Now I travel down steps that creak with noises of our past love as we wore them out by always racing each other up them to get here

Now I trudge down these stairs, alone, into the kitchen as I let the white french doors swing open to let the spring breeze join me

The wind recoils off of my pale face as I hold the cheesy tourist coffee mug that still bares your lipstick on its brim

I return back to the table where I find the morning newspaper with a date on it that reveals I haven't left the house in quite some time

And I flip to the crossword puzzle that apparently you solved many weeks ago, but the clues are hidden as I now recall the day your pen exploded in boisterous blue ink and we laughed together as we scrubbed each other's hands

Sink water splashed all over and ruined your flowing white gown, but that was no issue as we danced like it was raining and my hand creeped along your collarbone onto your shoulder, until you slapped it away because it was time for work

After brief lapses of intoxicating joy, the color in the walls and outside the windows oozes down Earth's canvas to uncover the true flavor or black and gray that surround me

It's in this return to reality that I utilize my lasts bits of sanity and avoid the sleeping pills to enter back into my slumber

I make my way back up the hollowed-out steps that are void of love, and collapse back into this bed as I drown in it's disturbingly comfortable sheets and pillows

In a few hours I'll arise again to trudge down to the kitchen and see if you're there, smiling, singing, solving strenuous puzzles with your immeasurable skill

And on the precipice of madness, the brink of lunacy, I'll whisper your name so I can stop tip-toeing along the boarder of suicide

For in these repeating nightmares, my balance has grown weary, and for moments my only desire is to join you beneath society, and into the great beyond

*Goodnight

God made a soul,
Called her mother
And gave her a task
Like no other.

According to His
Divine decree
A guardian of life
She should be.

A nurturer, teacher
And a guide
With her lil broods
Right by her side.

He told her to call
When the task is hard.
And He’d see her thro',
For He is God.

And that He’d lead
And guide her too
In all He has given
Her to do.