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Victor Tripp Jan 2016
I look at the face in the mirror and say
Do I really know him, just how much longer will he be around
And are his chances growing dim, but somehow I believe
If I give out to others real love  this man will live a very long life
And if I love God and believe in mankind and peace for everyone here
It will help me avoid both hate and unkind strife
Victor Tripp Jan 2016
Its sad that there aren't any free samples of love given out
Today or any day.Anyway they're never really free
You always have to pay, so I don't open up the door anymore
My heart is not what it used to be
And I don't take chances ,no not me
My charity giving is done by mail
And I don't need a notice for any special sale
Victor Tripp Jan 2016
Today is an unwritten slate everyone can write on
No  matter what you want to say
All day, all night
Put in a place nearby
The happy words and the sad  ones
Are gone until the next day
A new one to compose anew
Victor Tripp Jan 2016
A mother's love will reach with tenderness to guard and protect
From physical or emotional storms, will go sleepless at night
Walking the floor if there's a fever on your brow
Warn you about no good young man that says that he loves you
But is more in love with himself, and even though your grown and single
While visiting home will still cook your favorite meals just when
You were a child, guard and protect your virtue so the devil
Will not steal, carefully explain con games and ***** tricks
So that you know life isn't  a romance movie , that life isn't a game of
Pretend if you slip or fall in a hidden trap
You might just get killed, a mother's love never fails
For she will spend her last single penny to get a son or daughter
Out of jail
Victor Tripp Jan 2016
You know this love given so rich and fully
Makes me dance around and I can't hold my peace
Its proper name has been called love by all down through
The centuries, got a hold on me now so dizzy I cannot see
Whatever else somebody would call this thing, its moving like fire
Inside of me, I get weak and don't have any strength
Think of you all the time , and to others not in love like us
They shake their heads and walk away because it really makes no sense
And its everything good one in love could think of
Yes , feels like fire slowly burning in my bones
Before it overcame me, I wanted to leave it alone
You know a manor woman cannot run while chained to a giant tree
Guess everybody in town know now
That it just won't let me be
Victor Tripp Jan 2016
Your arms are the sweet and warm cradle where I belong
Took me in and forgave me of all my past mistakes
Your wonderful love showed me and the World at large
You have  just what it takes, no longer alone and wandering
On my lonely own, not since your love enbraced  and called me home
Each moment with  you love lifts me higher and higher
Than a cloud could ever be the warmest feeling
That keeps a man inspired, my life is a river of clear happy
My tears fall silently for those out on the streets
Not knowing this new joy, who have to roam
Keep loving me girl the way that you're doing
Because your love called me home
Victor Tripp Jan 2016
I.m honored that you entrusted me with the sacred treasure
Of your love. One that I find rare in what can be a selfish World
Of me and mine, I may not always know where or sometimes even
How, But only know that I need you now, your love strikes a cord
Of rememberance of what real love should be, like I said before
Only know that I need you now
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