SOME DAYS
Some days are easy,
Some days are rough.
Some days I can smile,
Some days all I do is cry.
Some days I see you,
When you were small,
Some days I see you,
When you had grown tall.
Some days I remember,
The way you were.
Some days I try to forget,
The way that you died.
But through it all,
You are always
In my thougts,
Not just some days.
Paula L Buzard
6/4/08
11:00am
Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.
Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.
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| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Through Out the Day | 0 | 02/26/2012 |
| I WILL WATCH OVER YOU | 0 | 01/29/2012 |
| MY BEST FRIEND | 0 | 01/29/2012 |
| THERE IS | 0 | 08/22/2011 |
| FROM ABOVE | 0 | 08/11/2011 |
| THOUGHTS OF YOU | 0 | 05/04/2011 |
| AT THE BREAK OF DAY | 0 | 05/04/2011 |
| WHO'S TO BLAME | 0 | 11/28/2010 |
| TODAY IS THE DAY | 1 | 04/24/2010 |
| AS YOUR MOTHER | 0 | 02/08/2010 |
| MAYBE SOMEDAY | 2 | 10/15/2009 |
| WE REMEMBER/YOUR FATHER AND I | 0 | 09/22/2009 |
| SUICIDE | 0 | 09/22/2009 |
| SO WHY OH WHY | 0 | 09/22/2009 |
| WAS IT WORTH IT? | 0 | 09/22/2009 |
| WAS IT SO BAD | 0 | 09/22/2009 |
| WHY OH WHY | 0 | 09/22/2009 |
| I SEE YOUR FACE | 0 | 09/22/2009 |
| EVERYDAY | 0 | 09/22/2009 |
| SOME DAYS | 0 | 09/22/2009 |
| TO YOUNG | 0 | 09/22/2009 |
| SHINING DOWN | 0 | 09/22/2009 |
| GRIEF | 0 | 09/22/2009 |
| I THINK OF YOU EVERYDAY | 0 | 09/22/2009 |
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