Poems (Page 14)

A close-up view of the construction of a large wooden rollercoaster, taken from below. Light-brown steel rails sit atop a wood-encased steel structure.

The view from here is quite a sight.
I grip in fear, as knuckles go white.
Not letting go, I hold too tight.
Afraid I’ll fall from this dizzying height.

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Sun rays silhouette a man as he walks up a grassy hillside stairway toward a blue sky.

If I open up and share
all my struggles, all my shame
Will it reach the others
giving hope, replacing pain?

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Wild flowers on a hillside, beside a group of grass and tree covered hills. A gray-green mountain range, with a full rainbow rises into the distance at sunrise. Yeah, I know, it's a bit much.

For you
I would hang the stars in the sky
and make the moon to shine at night
On a warm Summer’s day
I’d give you a breeze soft and sweet

For you
I’d make blue skies above
and soft cool grass below
I’d make light Spring showers
that set the fields aglow

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Large wooden movable-type letters that, together, spell out "Lost & Found" sit amongst a variety of metal movable-type letters.

If I am going to do this
I will have to give it my all
No holding back
No holding back

It is time to bear my soul
Time to open up and take a chance
‘cause without truth there can be no love
No real love

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