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as night closes in
pinholes of light appear
like glittering specks
I'll hold you baby
with the fibre of a man
I'll hold you baby
tighter than any man can

you'll be my only squeeze
you seductive thing
when we're tightly holding
there will be heaps of zing

so don't mark time baby
I'm sold on you
and together we'll make
a sweet sugar dew

I'll hold you baby
with the fibre of a man
I'll hold you baby
tighter than any man can

baby baby baby
my arms are so willing
baby baby baby
around you they'll feel so thrilling

so baby let's start connecting
real soon
my arms have said
we'll be one heck
of a jazzy tune

I'll hold you baby
I'll hold you baby
yeah
yeah
yeah
volleys of thunder
rolled across the vast skies
resounding their blasts
fire fire
there's a fire
a fire burning
with a fierce ire

flames are racing and raging
through office blocks and houses
they burn with utter insolence

firefighters are called
to arms everyday
to put out fires
with foam and water spray
they'll quell the dragon's
all consuming breath

firefighters are those
terrific guys and gals
who serve their communities well
they risk life and limb
to douse an inferno's
torrid hell

fire fire
triple 0
a red truck's
siren bellows
To-day, 4/05/2014 is International Firefighters Day
sad showers
since you went away
sad showers
falling every day

the skies all shaded
in a gloomy splay
the sun's happiness
no more on display

your leaving
cut deep into my soul
much deeper
than any cavernous hole

our love over
finished and done
our love at end
my world moribund  

no solace can I find
for my aching heart
now that you've
broken it apart

sad, sad showers
where are the sun's rays
sad, sad showers
the showers parlay

(C) E. Squires
all of the in store
promotions are attracting  
the keen shopper's eyes
 May 2014 Gladys P
The voice
Una cancion titulada; amor frio tibio...
Soplaba el viento, mire al cielo,
vi tu rostro sonriendome
Se acerca el tiempo,
segui el camino y me perdi.
Soplaba el viento,
me jalo y me derreti en tu bondad
Encontre camino
el camino alfin
Volvi a mirar al cielo
Vi tu rostro sonriendome
Senti una brisa fria y tibia
Al misma vez,
En un istante el mundo cambio
Era tu calor
Era tu amor
Eras tu mi señor
Fueron tus manos las caricias que senti
Y sin persarlo en tus brazos me acoste
Sus labios sobre mis mejillas
Besandome con un padre a su hija
Con amor, sin juzgar,
Con una ternura,
en al cual mi corazon no lo sostubo
y mis ojos sintiron lagrimas bajar
solo al sentir tu amor
tan grande que su vida por mi en la cruz!!!
On Screen...

mummy could act
she was a pro
she could provide drama
for the camera on cue
how the directors loved
what she could do
no doubt she'd steep herself
in the character
she was playing
the movie studio's favored
her for many a part
as her presence for the lens
was irresistible
capturing the emotional essence
of the role
she did it with aplomb
mummy had a way
of showing her best
frame by frame
never was her ability
as an actress lame or tame

At Home...

as mummy's filming schedule
did fill to over flow
the pressure of it
did impact on family life
mummy had a volatile temper
which she often exercised
few knew mummy was so cruel
she'd maltreat her darling daughter
in a manner most abusive
she'd belt her very hard
which invariable resulted in tears
mummy how could you be
so hurtful
with the pain you've inflicted
upon your darling daughter
it has stayed ingrained
I thought you loved me
how wrong I was
to think that

Exposed...

finding answers
to mummy's make up
twas insightful
she had not a good childhood herself
for her folks had treated her abusively
the screen offered
her an illusion
to escape the memories
of those times
when mummy felt
a little wound up
she'd find her release
in viciousness
toward her daughter
these days
mummy's behavior
is understood by me
she sought comfort
from the cruelty
by retreating
into the world of film
there she experienced
something swell
the wind
the wind
it howls and howls
it howls its howls
in a howling expression

strong is the throng
of a howling wind's song  
as it howls all the day long
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