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A new career opportunity has come Lesley's way
And it shall pay her well for many a day
Some have said she's left her run far too late
But this vocation is of the right time and date

You may ask what she is going to pursue
If you hang around for a minute I'll tell you
Her tennis coach says she has potential
To become a older player with excellent credentials

She is sharpening up her ball tossing skills
And doing a lot of baseline and net drills
She's been working on her serving technique
So too on her backhand shots that are so oblique

The over fifties singles title is her aim
Which she hopes to win with great acclaim
Her coach reckons she'll perform well in the competition
As she has the right attitude and volition

She's entered tournaments here and overseas
And the ones on grass courts she'll take out with ease
She's confident that the tennis circuit is where she belongs
Her first match will take place in Hong Kong

Lesley just signed a sponsorship deal with Wilson
And all of their merchandize she'll proudly don
Billy Jean King has offered her valuable support
As she embarks on her tour of world tennis courts
a veil of light cloud
covers the stellar shows glints
with its fine blanket
Kevin played in the park
on that warm summer day
he and his friend Mandy
disappeared on that day

ten years later the parents of the kids
live in hope of a re-appearance of their beloved kids
still the police can't find any leads
the only clue to the case was Mandy's bracelet beads

parents saddened
distraught
and so upset
their kids
disappearing
without an inkling  
hoping
to again see
their little faces twinkling
25/05/2014 is International Missing Children's Day.
on his departure
her heart's lively red color
drained to pallor
 May 2014 Gladys P
Paula Lee
Jailer
 May 2014 Gladys P
Paula Lee
I thought if I drove hundreds of miles
that I could escape you
but when I stopped driving and got out
of my car;
I realized I was still under the starlit sky
that we made wishes on
The same blue moon we used to slow
dance under
and next to me was the  same kind of
tree, the weeping willow that we made
Love under.

I got so disgusted I drove home all the while
Realizing your'e like a stalker
Invading my personal space
******* my every move
Preying on my already fractured mind
and that's when I knew that no matter
what I did
You had captured my heart and soul
and no matter how many miles I drove

You were the Jailer of my memories
and you would never set me free!
 May 2014 Gladys P
Johnny Huynh
Her wonderful smile
blooming beneath the warm sun
cultivates my love.
the last of the fall leaves
now congregate in bundles
on our village acreages
to decay for mulch
vivid sunlight rays
cut through to the forest floor
revealing bark mats
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