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( From Children's poetry I have written )

Starlight crystals .. Moonbeams bright
How you shine within my night~
Higher than thought are you there
Shining silently beyond compare~
Going in time , turning so
As in your space time and light years you go ~
How you came to be so far back in time
Sublime creation within my mind~
Lasting forever,having been all of my days
As you shine so you show me the way ~
Should I ever dream of more than your light
I would still always admire you within the night~
Far more about you , how I wish I could know
But for now I will watch you , As upon earth I grow~.

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 1988
I cannot stress this truth enough ..

Little children all start their lives
With every chance that be~
But subjected to the conditions around them
No real difference than a newly planted tree~
Its those first important years for a child
When they first become who they are~
And with what they learn in those very first years
Will remain within them as they go far~
No different than a newly planted tree
It will only grow due to to where its planted~
And if the soil is rich or poor
Depends on how it grows its granted~
Its those first and most important years of learning
That lay the foundation within a child~
And all a child takes in so deeply within
Remaines that soul for life all the while~
Attitudes are then taught and formed
In those first years of learning~
Its back then it first lights that souls candle
And for life deeply within it is always burning~
Those very first impressive learning years as a child
Depending what and how they then learn
If they did or did'nt know love and of God above
Tells if they'll know happiness or for it they'll yern~
Those very first years of learning for a child
Becomes the child within they'll always know~
Its those very first years of happiness and tears
And thus the tree shall grow~

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 1988 .. 2018
I wrote this sover long ago of my thought
re how it may all well have been .. Man making
the same mistakes and expecting a different
outcome ..

Back before man actually lived upon this planet
He lived on one much the same as he does now~
He started on it as he did upon this one to
And he eventually destroyed it as only man knows how~
He had forgotten a lot of what he had ever learned
But he remembered greed and other negative emotions~
When he eventually came from destruction to life
To this beautiful planet with all the oceans~
It was back then that the forward thinking people
were those who got to leave before that blast~
They took the ones who thought as they did then
In a bid to help they felt man kind last~
So they then shot this group to planet earth
A planet then in reach so very lush and green~
A planet that thought they could live upon
In a way then that man then had never seen~
Men later in books to be termed then as Adam
Women was then to be termed as Eve its true~
And they first lived in a cleared area upon earth
And all started yet again life as a new~
They called were they landed by the name of Eden
For the fruit was ever so plenty there~
Crystal clear water flowed in babbling brooks
And as well mountain fresh pure was the air~
They'd found that some animal life was mountain height
And they were were savage to say the least~
The ape life then lived in deepest caves
As for them as well not to become a feast~
Man did eventually do the same , moved into caves
In areas they were not threatened by this tallest foe~
And man later killed the apes for meat and fur
And all men then moving into the apes home he'd go~
Man later as usual then fought among man as well
As breeding took up lots of then precious room~
He still had not forgotten ****** greed and hatred
And even then still better living again became the boom~
Living in caves had man eventually change his shape
And eating now in a different way as apes did as well~
And they only came out in the safety of night
To hunt for food and fruit near where they dwell~
Man was back then not the sight then as we now know
Not even before when he came to earth~
But what he'd become due to coming here
Was even then becoming debatable worth~
He had known before he came here
Of God in their special way
But those that worshiped God before
Never left with them upon that day
They knew of God creating all things
As he had done way before our time
But man after all said and done
Often sees other things as being divine
They look back today and call man then the cave man
And from there we now have humans as we know man~
With all their extreme and far out ideas of
How it all was and how here on earth we all began~
Those away back then this time wrote Gods book over time
And even Jesus taught us best he back then could
But since then his book has been rewritten many times
No longer in ancient Hebrew it says what it really should
Man this time here will likely do the same thing again
How I wished in the name of God all I say is so wrong~
And it's written already in nature and in the winds of time
And its as well written in mans own very souls song~
Man generally speaking sorry to say the most destructive thing
That we have upon this God given beautiful earth~
And weighing up against this planets entire values
Man on earth mostly sorry to say has little worth~
But with this planet now having been re stocked again
After another natural natures brush wiping of the slate-
They away back before this time came from ever far away to earth
And to once more began to as man did learn to live and create-
We were only here one feels created by God
But not really in the way here that think and we find-
For his creations would be greater than all we could imagine
And his abilities above our comprehension,our being so divine-
And history they say repeats its self
Well at least they got that true~
Here there are those who love and those that destroy
But mans ways are hereditary back from a planet or two~
History will repeat its self again I feel
As it's done so before often longer than time~
And we feel that if we cant understand it, it doesn't exist
That's why history will do it all again,and in its perfect rhyme~

Terrence Michael Sutton
(I will challenge anybody about this copyright date
copyrighted and filed .. copyright 1964
I still have it here .)
After this earth this time renewed again
After man on his egotistical horse rode
After he stting himself up as all knoing
His own path walked traveled strode

After being way too ahead of himself
After endless time this time often told
In one ear and diectly out of the other
Little boys never grow but always bold

The last soul weeps for mans stupidity
Long after being abused in many a way
By all the knowing ever so brilliant mind
When he's gone women will survive  stay

His ego blinded him not love money as well
Greed and self opinnion diluted his very mind
Blaming women always since he invented Eden
Heres hoping he can look back this to find

A lone woman weeps for mans own doing
Asking how much proof did he ever need
To see the mistakes he made within his actions
And to think it all mostly came down to greed

( For picture to explain this poem ..
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terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
Money has no seat at this concert
Its simply the walk we choose in life
Some play cards others play tennis
But no mind games on others strife

Your life has to have a for me to know
No gossip no need to others explain
Your life your private activities only
All others can simply walk their lane

No soul was bor to always inform those
Who fail in life to get one of their own
For you to know they can go dig a bone

This others having to know your secrets
If any thus in your life may ever exist
Those with lives unlived as yet can all
Go find and experience in life unkissed

I have no tollerance for gossip assumers
Those that need others lives to live and be
If this life is a class ifor us to learn in it
They can thus attend their own university

( While retaining my values my life belongd
         to myself alone )

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
HASN'T BEEN ALL THAT BAD

Looking back as far as possible at life
Over the life I've known so far
I guess I'd have to say did it my way
Been  mostly enjoyable whiskey in a jar

Always did things if able my own way
Ecept an ex or or two so to speak
Worked every day hard come what may
Always stood tall upon both of my feet

Mostly always was my own boss contracts
Made more than most gave way more away
But family have such selective short memories
The jokes on them I'm doing fine today

Done things no other would ever believe
Knew people many pay to go and see
A lot of them have since moved on
And are sailing a far off distant sea

Made love to women famous stars over time
Vowed to not repeat a name and have not
Seen a few in passing over time in life
Biggest smiles good friends memories a lot



My life to ths day never dull in any way
I've seen blokes I knew my age and hell
They all look way older than I do its true
Lived their life their way rang their own bell

Even now I have all a man could ask for
When we go we all go just as we came
And I in all honesty I have peace of mind
Come sunshime storms snow or rain

Their biggest woe in life has been money
Well I've had more than my very share
I helped more than any'll give me credit
Their money a rope around the neck to bare

They lived life as if an endless football game
Never thinking one day just if lucky memory
Mght end up with a name on a headstone
Many seeing it wonder who he once used to be

My life has been as good as it gets I feel
Wrote it all in poetry and song for years
I'll die one day up the way smiling my way
Been there done that no regrets no tears

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terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
Working on a large sheep prperty once
On days not much doing way out dig cactus
One day doing just this I caught a flash
Owner on his old horse up a hill for practice

Watching me the old coot he was that day
To see if I on my own  was doing my work
The sun sent me a flash from his binoculars
The old guy was an untrusting kind of ****

Just below me a soil erosion twent feet deep
That ran for about a real good mile away
I rode down and right up it for a mile
And right up behind him fifty tards I say

******* my horse sat under a big old tree
Rolled myself a smoke and watched him
Looking all over away down there was he
Chances finding me down there were slim

He was getting so frustrated binoculars too
Where the hell did that bloke go he said
Looking all about for me that day was he
I just smiled rolled another smoke instead

Him standing in his old half worn saddle
Where the hell did that bloke I ask go
I'll be having a real good talk to him later
Can't trust anyone I said nows a good ya know

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terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
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