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Spilled my guts
You said , “So what ?”
Who cares?
No one is listening!

“Straighten up
Enough’s enough
You’re self absorbed
Uninteresting. 

People come, 
People go
It doesn’t matter
What you know.

No one cares
If it’s unfair 
They’ll take it all
They’ll take your share. 

A tiny morsel
A grain of sand 
So minuscule 
Slips through your hands. 

Don’t fool yourself
You matter less
Than you could know 
Or ever guess! 

In the end
You’ll turn to dust
It happens to
The best of us. 

___________________________

ImageK. Google Images. Busy Blessed Women.

Acquaintances will come around
True friends are here to stay
True friends come when you need them
A casual friend will walk away.

True friends will shoot straight from the hip
The others stoop so low
When you ask them to help you out
They have somewhere to go. 

When you need a favor 
You know who you can call
They will come right over
They’ll never hem and haw.

No judgements or intrusions
They’ll always lend support
They’ll tell you when  it’s time to launch
Or convince you to abort. 

No back stabbing or gossiping
They always have your back
They’ll celebrate your accomplishments 
They’re the first to cheer and clap.

If you have a true friend
You’re blessed , you’re truly loved
You have a guardian angel
Who’s been sent from up above.

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Image: Google Images. Ruth Anne Morrissey, Las Vegas Reader.

Bones and joints 
Pulls and tears 
Getting old  
Just isn’t fair.

On the floor
I can’t get up
Pure desire
Is not enough.

Need a pulley
Need a crane
A major boost
It’s such a shame. 

Repeat that, please
It wasn’t clear
My sight is failing
And, I can’t hear.

Hands are shaking
Body’s weak
Things have gotten
Hard for me.

My memory’s fading
I’m in a fog
Praying to 
Almighty God.

Help me make it
Through the night 
Another day
To see daylight. 

In the garden
I feel my best
My favorite place
Of joy and rest. 

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Image: Google Images. Vecteezy.

There are muskrats 
Playing on the rocks 
In the water 
Around the docks.

They seem to have 
Enough to eat 
They scamper about 
Barely noticing me. 

Playful rascals
Like water clowns
Swimming, splashing
Running around.

Mistaken for
A baby beaver 
But, know that mom
Would never leave her.

Sitting on
An old park, bench
Everyday
At half past ten.

The show is on
Don’t need a ticket
The frogs have gathered 
The fish and crickets. 

The river’s wide 
The river’s  deep
Up and about
No time to sleep. 

Boats and ships
Travel through
Yachts, rowboats
Even canoes. 

Sailboats, jet skis
Kayaks, too
A perfect day
To spend with you. 

__________________________

Image: Google Images. True Spirit Animal.

You’ve taken me to dinner 
Then taken me to bed 
You never said I love you
I’m now filled with deep regret.

After three months as your lover
I assumed it meant something
But, heard you had a party
And, you didn’t invite me

Said we were exclusive
Should I assume that’s not the case?
Are you on the prowl, out looking
Are you focused on the chase?

You said that we should take a break
That sounds all right with me
I’m tired of being used by you
My friends and I agree. 

So , if you see me…. out and about
Don’t walk over to say, “Hello”
I have nothing more to say to you
You’re just… someone I used to know.

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Image: Google Images. stock.

Just like all the others
You came on way too strong
No second thoughts about it 
New motivation for a  song.

The heat, the fire between us
You wanted so much more
Should‘a known, been aware
When you knocked on my door.

All of the attention
The cameras and  videos
The spotlight, the visibility
The Paparazzi that come and go.

The smiles, the clothes, the poses
I was the key to get you in
You schmoozed all my connections
Got to know all of my friends. 

They were quick to get your number
They called the ball on you
They couldn’t help but notice
You had a plan, knew what to do.

The publicity around  me
It was sure to bring you fame
Desperate to be seen and heard
But, no one knew your name. 

Down this road a few times
With someone else  like you
Someone young and beautiful 
With long hair and high heels, too!

My MO is a give away 
Need to learn from my mistakes
My bandmates saw right thru you
But, I’m afraid it was too late. 

Glad you signed a non-disclosure
My agent did insist
My Manager was so concerned
Afraid you might resist.

Take this check and all the jewelry
Everything I gave to you
Pack your bags, here’s your ticket
You’ll be leaving on JetBlue.

__________________________

Image: Google Images. Jeff Crilley

Gotta laugh
Instead of cry
Won’t make sense
To ask me why.

Never know
Doesn’t matter
In the hands
Of one mad hatter!

Up and down 
Round the bend
In and out 
Start again.

Up the cliff
Down the slide
Might as well
Just run and hide. 

There you are
Just underneath 
On the ground
You crawl, you creep.

Looking for
Some peace, some shelter
If you’re smart
You’ll never tell her.

Secrets best
Kept to yourself
Left untouched
Up on a shelf. 

______________________________

Image. Google Images. Dreamstime.com

On my way
Down to the creek
I walked alone
No one with me.

On my way
I saw a man
Beside a tree
A knife in hand. 

Was carving deep
Into the bark
His three initials
JDR.

We didn’t speak
I walked on by
No nod, or smile
 “Hello“or “Hi!” .

Over the water
The branches curved
I found my strength 
I found my nerve.

A rope hung from
The strongest branch
I held on tight
With both my hands. 

Out and away
Far from the bank
The rope gave way 
 My body sank.

Under water
In too deep
The man jumped in
He rescued me. 

He brought me to 
The water’s edge
A day that I
Will not forget.

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Image: Google Images. Cole Watkins Tours.

Watching the Olympics 
Watching on TV
Getting so excited
It means so much to me.

Simone is pure perfection
On the floor or parallel bars
She and her team…. amazing
Each one of them are stars. 

Ledecky is a favorite
A torpedo in the pool
She makes it look so easy
She started out at school.

Soccer, so exciting
Love to watch the players run
Every competition 
Every single game they’ve won. 

Love watching teams play Volleyball 
On the sand or on the court
They try so hard, they give their all
They play with so much heart.

Not everyone wins a medal
Still we celebrate each one
For all their dedication
For all that they have done.

Whether silver, bronze or gold
While standing on the podium
We all feel the pride that’s felt
By each and every one of them.

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Image: Google Images. Play Netball.

Hold my hand, I’m frightened 
I have lost control
Aging is no picnic
I have gotten old.

A cry for help …. for mercy 
Is falling on deaf ears
It’s been this way for quite awhile 
It’s bringing me to tears.

My body now has failed me
I need help to find my way 
Everyone around me
Has turned and walked away. 

Can’t make it to the bathroom
Can’t stand to wash my hair
I need so much assistance
I now need nursing care. 

Worried I will lose my house
My children’s sole inheritance
No one listens, no one cares
I’ve lost my sense of relevance.

Insurance plans you pay into
Are simply not enough
I’m tired and I am weary now
I’m ready to give up. 

Sit with me….please, hold my hand
Help me to ufind a way
I need the strength to make it through
Another stressful day. 

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Image: Google Images. Clipart.