Tag Archives: Smile

A Tenderness of Hope

A Tenderness of Hopeby Michael DoyleWe live in a fast-paced society That is filled with such complexityThat it brings less than notorietyTo become overwhelmed by our anxietyStill, each of us chooses a mask to wearA smile of dignity as if … Continue reading

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On Christmas Island

On Christmas Islandby Michael DoyleIt’s those accidental greetingsThat lead to monumental meetingsThese fill our lives with loveAs if somehow guided from aboveOn Christmas Island, looking for a roomIt’s surprising the miracles that bloomOpen hearts put a smile on our facesIt’s … Continue reading

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Like A Velvet Snare

Like A Velvet Snareby Michael DoyleShe looked at meWith the eyes of an angelI was worried there’d beSome kind of angleI put my guard upShe dropped it with a smileBefore I knew what was upThere could be no denialI knew … Continue reading

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A Jingle Bell Sort of Love

A Jingle Bell Sort of Loveby Michael DoyleThe city lights shine so brightBringing a little Christmas to my nightThere’s joy in how the sleigh bells ringAnd I love the happy way the children singStill, life happens as it doesThere’s no … Continue reading

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What She Doesn’t Know Yet

What She Doesn’t Know Yetby Michael DoyleListening to my daughters proudlyAs they talk a bit too loudlyEach holding her own in conversationEach of them has their own ambitionsMy babies have grown up without regretBut I wish each would kindly not … Continue reading

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Never Want To Say Good Night

Never Want To Say Good Nightby Michael DoyleThe bossa nova moved us to the dance floorWith the Brazilian beat, we couldn’t ignoreMy plunging heart was flown in from aboveEvery moment spent with you calls me to loveThe shine in your … Continue reading

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Just In Case

Just In Caseby Michael DoyleI wake up feeling wonderfulAt the thought that you’re beautifulI lay there and slowly traceYour skin and the smile on your faceThinking to myself that all I knowIs the satisfaction of your glowAs I watch our … Continue reading

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Moments In Joe Rogan’s Mind

Moments From Joe Rogan’s Mindby Michael DoyleLife is the near-death experienceIn which you always stay aliveThe truth of this is felt by preferenceEven when uncertain that you’ll surviveThe backhand data feels a little missingBut no matter how, it feels a … Continue reading

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This Love Is Here To Stay

This Love Is Here To Stayby Michael DoyleIn our final steps toward the altarI feel that sometimes we falterIt seems for all purposes and intentsThe pressure is on, and it’s getting intenseMany factors lead to some off-daysThat leaves us side-tracked … Continue reading

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In the End (We Die Alone)

In the End (We Die Alone)by Michael DoyleHarsh words are toldSometimes quietly, sometimes boldThere are a million ways to live your yearsBut it’s best when you free your fearsAnte up to stay in the gameWhatever happened or who is to … Continue reading

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