Rainy Day Feeling

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Whenever I feel it coming on,

that rainy day feeling,

I take a look around 

and think of what might bring a smile.

That rainy day feeling,

can take the joy out of any day,

but I know that you –

will find a way to bring the laughter back.

Skies of gray,

no clouds to be seen,

a feeling of gloom –

for me has no room.

So when those rainy day feelings come on,

I put on a joyful song,

a tune that will remind me –

Of happy sunny days.

Give me blue skies

and sunshine,

take away the raindrops –

falling from the sky.

That rainy day feeling,

can send me reeling,

so I look to you, my love –

to chase the blues away.

Take a look at what you can do,

make it real soon,

say that you are mine

and make me smile so fine.

That rainy day feeling,

disappears when you are near,

so be a dear

and say you care.

Take away the teardrops,

along with the raindrops

and make my day –

fill my heart with sunshine.

Those rainy day feelings,

don’t come on too often,

but they can make a day,

seem so endless.

Take my hand

and tell me that it will be alright,

give me love and understanding –

then the rainy day feelings will go away.

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In the Spring

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It was in the spring,

that you came

and looking deep into your eyes,

we both fell just like Jack and Jill.


Tumbling into a love so fine,

just you and I,

as nature awakened all around

and tulips began to bloom.


It was in the spring,

after the snows had melted,

when you took my hand

and smiled at me.


Our first kiss,

was as sweet as honey,

the perfume of lilacs was in the air

and my heart took wing.


It was in the spring

and I just wanted to sing,

of a love so very fine –

that had come my way just in time.


Even though like a colorful butterfly,

you flew away from me,

by the time the summer breezes came,

I was glad for the time we had.


Then I could close my eyes and dream,

of how our love had flared,

like a sudden spark here and gone,

remember your loving face and smile –


it was in the spring.

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Flames of Love WEP February in Too Deep

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He’d been burnt twice,

left with love’s embers,

still smoldering

and an ache in his heart  –

that just would not go away.

Twice burnt,

he no longer believed,

that there was a love –

that would stay.

So he chose to play,

the ladies were all willing,

some wanted to possess,

but he preferred one night stands.

The kind where passion flared,

where the fires burned

and he felt completely spent.

There was a lady,

who might have once held,

the key to his heart,

but that was so long ago,

and he made sure –

she knew the name of the game.

They came together,

like a flash fire,

like a funeral pyre

and he felt like he’d died,

as he lay spent –

in the early morning light.

Oh, he knew,

that the embers still smoldered,

but he watched as the beauty beside him,

slept with a smile on her ruby red lips

and he knew he had to smolder the fire –

so he crept away before it all began again.

He knew she’d cry,

knew she’d wonder why,

but he had told her no ties

and so there was no guilt, no regret

and most importantly no lies.

For a while, he let the flames of love

just cool,

while he tried to pull it together.

The ladies tried,

so very hard,

but there was a lock and chain,

on his heart

and then he looked into her eyes,

deep in there he saw,

a passion that equaled his own,

fires that burned unsated.

They came together,

just for fun and games,

this time when the flames of love,

had been quenched,

the beauty with the flaming red hair

and smoldering green eyes,

left him behind as the sun –

rose in the sky.

He shrugged it off,

like so often he’d done,

but she’d left a thorn,

behind in his heart

and it was slowly –

renewing the longing for true love.

Suddenly he’d run up,

against a brick wall,

he no longer wanted to play,

he wanted her back to stay.

He set out to find her,

wondering if she felt the same,

while he was searching,

she was searching

and when they came together,

they knew that they had found,

what they thought was over for good,

a true love that would never end,

always and forever –

the flames of love would burn.


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Love Till the End of Time

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His friends would laugh,

shake their heads,

to think that he,

would still believe,

that his lost love,

would return to him,

she had found a new love,

had gone away –

there had been nothing more to say.


Because when the tears,

threatened to fall,

he kept standing tall,

convinced till the bitter end,

that she’ll be coming home again.


She once had told him,

that she would love him,

till the stars no longer shone,

till there would be no sun in the sky

and in his way he believed –

kept her promise in his heart.


As the years rolled by,

surrounded by friends,

he would never let them see,

the hurt inside,

he would always laugh and say –

you’ll see she’ll be back someday.


When the letter came,

her daughter wrote,

sorry to cause you pain,

my mom loved you till the end,

for fifteen years she no longer lived in this world,

she lived in the world –

where she knew you and loved you still.


Perhaps it was wrong,

to not let you know sooner,

but you see the reality was painful,

yesterday she passed away,

like a shining star –

here and now gone.

Still loving you,

happy in her memories.


It was then that he cried,

for all those lost years,

thinking that she loved someone else,

thinking she no longer cared

and now this letter was his trophy.

He read to his friends,

he let them know,

that she would be waiting,

the first one to greet him –

in heaven above.


They still told him,

to keep on living,

to give up on this dream,

she was gone

and someday she would be waiting,

but now was for living,

for giving and for loving,

but he turned a deaf ear,

and so he lived,

knowing she was near,

he was happy and content,

until the angels came,

he died with a happy smile

and the last words he said were –

“Honey, I’m coming home to you”.

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Always a First Time

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There’s always a first time,

when wide hungry eyes meet,

when two souls full of longing,

feel the heart-pounding rhythm –

of an old-fashioned love song.

Today we won’t go further,

further than some complimentary words

and self-introductions,

for what I feel cannot be said –

while my heart is aching.

Tomorrow will bring us ever closer,

with so much more to share –

that comes from a love-starved heart.

As the days like rivers start to flow,

if you’re still by my side,

our hands like fleeting birds will meet,

more suns and moon may rise and set –

until our seeking lips meet.

Looking  for a safe haven,

to seal a budding friendship,

that with time may turn into love

and carry us up so high.

While we sit under starry skies,

feeling our closeness melt into a warm embrace,

if we let our love like a thirsty flower bloom,

then we will know –

that passions embers begin to glow.

It won’t take long for me to want you

and you to want me,                     

we’ll meet somewhere halfway,

in love’s wild and crazy tango

and then we’ll become as one,

the future taking us ever onwards –

toward an everlasting love.

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Red Tulips

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When it came to spring,

there were always three things,

that made her smile brightly,

the spring sunshine,

springtime love

and red tulips.

She often thought,

it would be in the spring,

when she would find her true love,

so every time,

she would go bravely forth,

happy and elated,

when the spring breezes blew.

One day she knew,

the man of her dreams,

would appear suddenly,

taking all her sorrow away.

When she first saw him,

he seemed to be a dream,

someone who just stepped so comfortably,

into her life and belonged.

Unsure she tested the waters,

hand in hand they would walk,

his kisses so very sweet.

It was on a day,

when she waited for him,

upon a park bench,

that she knew love had come at last.

The sun shone so brightly,

the sky a brilliant blue,

there he came with a smile so wide

and a bouquet of red tulips.

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Always Smile For Me

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It was in the wee hours,

long, long after day was done,

that alone and bewildered,

she waited for the new morning sun,

as more tears fell,

she remembered his words well,


There will always be a rainbow,

after the rain,

I will always hold you

and kiss the tears away –

as you smile a smile for me.


Now there was only silence

and it always hurt,

not to know why –

he had left that day.

Without a glance backward,

without a single word,

he had left her with a single smile –

a promise of a thousand more tomorrows.

But one day came and went,

no more smiles,

no phone calls

and it seemed it rained,

most every day.

There was nothing left to say,

she could follow his footsteps,

if she knew how,

but in the end =

she wouldn’t find him anyhow.

He had come into her life,

as silently as he had left it

and every time she tried to sleep,

the nightmares would begin again,

of her alone and crying,

but finding no one to respond

and his words would echo in her mind –


There will always be a rainbow,

after the rain,

I will always hold you

and kiss the tears away –

as you smile a smile for me.

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