Sweet and Sour

She's sweet as pie,

Sweet as can be,

Sweet as this poem,

That's more than a little cliche.

There's nothing sour about her,

Not that I can see,

The only thing that is sour,

Is that she cannot be with me.

Carina

Carina,

Carina,

A velvet love,

Soft to the touch.

Don't be afraid,

It's all we need,

Don't run away,

Can't you see?

Looking in the sky,

Looking for hope,

I find you there,

Bright as can be.

Carina,

Carina,

A velvet love,

That makes me feel.

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Holding hands in dark places,

Nullifying the nervousness,

He is the eagle,

Breathing slowly but deftly,

North wind carries a gentle breeze,

Fire in his soul is alight,

Life lingers on.

For The Sons And Ancestors

This for the sons and ancestors,

Ones coming before and after,

Aged oaks with distant roots,

New flowers waiting to bloom.

Let your heritage say,

Whether in heaven or hell,

Or rotting in a faroff grave,

You are the epitome,

Of the dreams and hopes,

They always had.

Let your children say,

With truth and pride,

You were a terror,

You were a nuisance,

You were devoted,

You were real.

You can only be you,

All I have to say is,

If you're truly happy,

They will always be proud of you.

Full Moon Tide

Full moon tide at night,

The waves crash in roar and rage,

I love a full moon.

Black Tulip

Lovely black tulip,

A treasure in mystery,

One in a million.

The Dove

Swinging to and fro,
The dove soaring through the sky,
It touches my heart.