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The learning curve

Dinner is cooking books open at the table, And you look to the eyes and they concede confusion, Turn the temp down and pull up a chair, "So what part is most difficult?" Your alone in the home when it starts and so he rushes, To finish before anyone sees he needed the help, He looks to you as a point of shame to hide from, Bu the truth is he sees you as more than a cook. You are the teacher. Dinner is on dishes need doing, homework still working, But you move to check and the keys turns in the door, Pen goes down and the books close. The student runs outside, Work half finished. "Hows dinner?" How was dinner? Dinner was cooked, the house tidy, Now time to open the books and do the homework, Confusion is a luxury for the fortunate, solutions are worked for. "Dinner is done, dishes are clean. Doing my homework mum."
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Left Behind

True love is in the blood and burns like fire, As with each second of breath the heart sparks, And the flame of love is ignited sending heat from head to toe, The first true love is in family, in the eyes and breath of mother. Like any other fire it spreads. Warming everything. When I put my strength to use my heart wanes, As it seems that with every attempt to warm myself, Leads to cold burns. Today, I feel week, broken, When some things in life should not be given up on, There comes a time to close the door. In life I have always felt as though I followed, The party moved forward at a pace, I could not gain, But I found the answer. I turned. Found another path, I no longer follow, I don't even lead, I walk alone, This path is peaceful,  it is humble, it is true. I walk tall.
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A black ending

On the third day you looked at me, There in your eyes was a silent scream, That said I had finally opened the door, To you. I saw who you were, when the facade, Cracked, then the door flew open, Like pandora's box.i couldn't unseen. The world has been changed. I betray you, you betray me, circling, The bright searing power of the flame, Watching as it burns out, And our remains lay there scarred. This is no way to end but it is the end. I search through the ashes for something, Any reason to reverse this fate. But this is what becomes of the seed you sow.
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This I Promise

Are the Angels calling? Is there a time, Newest beauty of the ether, they call to you Gladness fills my heart when I look into your eyes, and call you mine Endurance of the strongest metal coloured in the adamant blue Lasts only as long as the love I have in my eyes As these portals lead only to a place where my adorations mount On your smile they do counter my demise, I place my heart in your hands, on you only I can count      Far to home you go my dear ,      Endless protection you carry with you, have no fear
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Precious Days

Grace adds a day to my line, A day for you where we regain, The partnership that can be Yours and mine. The duo for all time. To say that I need you is as if To say the road needs the car. What I need is to share this time With you. In childish joviality. I break away for a time to Breathe! My mind runs too fast, And takes my breath away. I stop for a moment to look through closed eyes. On my return I see the joy that, Is only present through your eyes. This is my ambrosia. This keeps me My day with you is the only one that matters.
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The Truth and What Matters

To say that it was my fault, That could be true. It could be, But I do not see failings in my deeds, But use errs as code for action. There was a world that I lived in, It was a beautiful place, there was you, But scientifically inexplicably happenings, Transported me from this Eden to a purgatory. I built my life around a series of truths, This helped me to weave the direction I took, And now it feels like I have taken the wrong path. I lie helpless and cut in the brambles of my poor choices. But today I dab over my cuts, massage the bruises, Start anew with a new path, i build. Over the old. Always going forward, never letting the broken hamper the innocent, This will keep us. This will save us! If you dare to join me.
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Christmas Morn

Twas the morning of Christmas, And all through the street, Merry people are forgetting, Ill thoughts for the feast. All bills be filed away, Fights paused by the bell, Any thoughts of anger and stress, Chased away by the sound of a giggle. Santa's arrival has brought in, The magic of the season, A warmth That no fire could match, With good cheer for all. Even the cat. Unwrapping presents and playing, Gives a feelings of pride, and nostalgia, With my socks in one hand and, Rexy in the other, my day is set, planned and joyful. :-) Happy Christmas everyone
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