My heart beats for you
My red-haired angel
Who closes your eyes
When you laugh
And still looks at me
Like I am your sunrise
Years ago our first kiss
pulled you into my heart.
The taste of your lips
the warmth of your soul
have been my life.
When the poet in me
dreams of love
it dreams of you.
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What every woman longs to hear…
I love you!
You’re right!
I appreciate what you’re doing!
I respect what you’re saying!
What any man wants to hear…
I’m not looking for a commitment!
It’s Payday!
It’s Friday!
The first round is on the house!
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When my first child was born I asked him, “What role will you play in the world?”
He said to me, “I will show the world where to look for truth.”
When my second child was born I asked her, “What role will you play in the world?”
She replied, “I will teach the children to learn the truth.”
When my third child entered the world I asked him, “What role will you play in the world?”
He told me, “I will tell the world how to live their life in truth.”
When my last child was born I asked him, “What role will you play in the world?”
He answered, “I will show the world the beauty that lies in truth.”
My wife asked me, “What role did we play in the world?”
I told her, “We gave them the passion to seek the truth.”
I asked you this morning how you felt
Though I already knew the answer
You smiled and gave me eggs and sausage
I did not need to ask for them
Three times we’ve watched you
Gun down our kings in the streets
Now you’ve placed our crown
Upon the brow of a fool
I’ve seen your blackness rape the
Light from good men’s souls
And pierce their hearts
With frozen arrows of anger
Yet still we do nothing but sit
Idly by as your raging
Winds push hatred deeper
Into the cracks of the world
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