Tag Archives: Wrap

Building Up One Another

Building Up One Anotherby Michael DoyleWe must always build up one anotherRecalling that each is either sister or brotherThose things we don’t understand comes down to fearBut holding each other up is to persevere Our own fears and doubts held … Continue reading

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My Beauty Queen

My Beauty Queenby Michael DoyleThere you are, my beauty queenAlways seen if only in my dreamsYou are the holder of my heart’s keyIt’s wonderful how you enchant meI love watching you sleep at nightIn my arms wrapped up cozy and … Continue reading

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I’ll Always Take Your Call

I’ll Always Take Your Callby Michael DoyleRipped apart deep inside my DNAFinding the scary part is the last biteWhen suddenly, I run short of what to sayAnd my wildest dreams hold me through the nightSomewhere in the geometry of the … Continue reading

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In the Elegance of You

In the Elegance of Youby Michael DoyleWhether dressed in red or blueThe lady I wish to dance with is youNot just for today or a few more tomorrowsBut in always in all days in joy and in sorrowHolding you close … Continue reading

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Things Remembered

Things Rememberedby Michael DoyleDespite the well of star-crossed tearsHaving had been ponded through the yearsOf one thing, I have certainly foundThat there are enough words to be chased aroundOne thing proven is the swollen sure chanceInvolved in each moment lived … Continue reading

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Slips of the Tongue

Slips of the Tongueby Michael DoyleSlips of the feeble tongueCome more often when no longer youngThings ill thought should often not be saidBut instead kept inside one’s headOur lives are played out like a movieSometimes hellbent though that doesn’t move … Continue reading

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Christmas Wrapping

In all the full speed ahead that has become the modern Christmas, I think we’ve lost a bit of what it really is meant to be like.  Sure, for folks like me there is the time spent reflecting on the … Continue reading

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