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The voice Nov 2012
I am far from home
In a new world
Filled with so many new things
I did not know before

Somewhere I feel free
Flowers bloom
Red
And purple
The river is clear
Skies are blue
Night is dark
Day is light

A place where imagination is real
The best place for a Romeo
And a Juliet
It is all foe love

Made for us
For you as much as for me
For our decendents
Our home
Where peace is the color of our walls

My home
Our home
Your home
The place where dreams come true
For ever
Marigolds Fever Feb 2019
Love From Afar
Under same stars
Fall in love they might
Their families resent with fight
Conflict in distant land
Where they stand
A rich woman
Poor man
Dreams tied to hearts
Led them to part
A modest church
In historic square
Where they eloped
To become forever paired
Homes take to fertile hillside
Built with heritage pride
They start a new name
A family they became
Over large pond
A new world bond
Where life begins
A story of grins
Pasta tins
And century old hairpins
Upon new ground
In a northern town
House they found
Happy voices inside
Fill the silenced sound
Life no longer at stake
When the warm bread begins to bake
Piping hot saucepot
Decendents never forgot
Even now
As is
Forever a parking lot.
Copyright © Marigold's Fever 2019
Thank you Grandparents
Emily Marie Nov 2014
Great men used to walk this earth.
Taking strides with their wide girths, they were willing to loose everything to save the world.
But as time passed, so did they.

Leaving it to the history books to say what legacy they left behind.
Whether or not they were good men is what we're taught,

But  nothing on what they actually said
And nothing to tell us where they were heading
Except for where we are.

Can you imagine if we were the people of the past?

No one says anything important anymore.
The human race wouldn't last for sure;

With out our iPhones and iPads.
Without someone telling us what to do, we wouldn't do anything.

We used to spend our days using what we had.
We had two sticks and made something thing incredible.

We used our innovations to create something edible,
Because we were so invested in each other.

Finally though our own decendents became dependant on the things that other people grow,
But we still can't feed the world.

We should be able to save the world.





Without the people of the past, we wouldn't have what we do now.

But, they say, laziness breeds innovation.

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