Color Me

I wish that they would color me
The color of the rose
The color of the spring
Or the color of the snow.
If again they’d color me
The color that I would be
Would be the color I could see
As long as I am free.
As I wish that they would color me
The color of the trees
Or the color of the leaves
And then that color I would be.
I wish that I was a rainbow
With the many colors of the sky
Or the single color of a star
Shimmering in the night.
And if again they would color me
The color that I would be
Would be the color that is me
Is the color that I could see.

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Be Strong

I cannot count the tears
Nor can I count the hate
Though I can only count
The men that hate didi take.

I cannot curse the World
Nor can I curse the few
Though I wish I could only curse
The Men that hate did knew.

I wish there was no pain,
I wish there was no grave,
But I know that will never be,
For like the rain, it comes everyday.

We are Given life,
And we are given death,
We are then given the choice,
To make it the worst or best.

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Freedom

Butterflies are free
To sail the breeze
To wonder up in the sky.
To float around
With natures sound
To live, and float and then die.

Flowers are free
Along with the trees
To grow upon our Earth.
With their beauties to be seen
To fulfill Mans dreams
That is their greatest worth.

Birds are free
Like the fish in the sea
To sail upon mighty waves.
To sing their song
To swim their quests
I wish I could, as I pray.

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Knowing Of A Tree

It is a good thing indeed
When someone plants a seed
And to watch and help it grow
So someday, it to be a tree.
It is a good thing in truth
When a tree brings forth its fruit
Or to shade someone's head
Or its branch be a robins nest.
It is good when a tree is used
By nature, or by me or you
To protect or shelter lives
For a tree; it never dies.
A tree is someone's home
A tree is someone's good book
A tree is never alone,
For to know a tree, all you do; is look.
It is good to plant a tree
It is good to plant a seed
For someday it will be grown
And a tree, will be known.

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My Home Town

My home town
The place where I was born,
where I learned of love
And was taught of truth
And where my thoughts were formed
In my home town.

My home town
How highly you do you rate
Where united we stand
And divided we fall
When our nation calls,
In my home state
My great state.
My homeland
Majestically do you stand
With your mountains so near
And your people so dear
Ready to listen and hear
In our homeland

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You Were Dead

It was a thought in my head
That I thought that you were dead
It was a feeling also in my heart
That from this life you had part,
It gave myself such a happy feeling
And my soul and mind went into healing
When I had thought that you had died
Not one tear for you had I cried,
I forgave you then of all your sins
As my losses were sadly your wins
I forgave you also of your cheating and lies
And all your hate and all your sighs,
But then I saw you standing there
I was in shock and anger at you I did stare
My temper was hot and my face was red
How I truly wish; that you were dead.

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Myself

I am me.
Accept me.
For being the way I am.
To be myself, and on one else.
Myself, being a man.
Though I will make mistakes,
And I will ask for help,
But that will be me.
And it wont be anyone else.
Accept me please
Don't deny me
For being the way I will
To grow my hair,
For the clothes I wear
Or for calling, a mountain a hill.
Though I could be anyone,
But I can't be a pawn,
For the way I am
Is the way I chose
And that is the way I'll die.

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Blessed

Blessed are the dead
For they worry yet no more,
With no troubles for them to weep
For now they sit beneath the Lord.
For they are the blessed
Who cries not a tear,
and they are the happy
Who knows not any fear.

Blessed are the dead
For they hunger not any more,
Now all their souls are filled
Through the nourishment of the Lord.
No smiles for them to seek
And no home for them to search,
No more times for them to be weak
And no more times for them to hurt.

Yet now, WE are the living
Living day upon the day,

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Kentucky Is My Land

Kentucky is my land
Kentucky is my hope
Kentucky is my heart
Kentucky is my soul.

Kentucky is my mountains
Kentucky is my Earth
Kentucky is my poems
Kentucky is my birth.

As I walk along the river
I watch in wonder as she flows
Up against my Kentucky land
As my Kentucky wind, gently blows.
So I sit and write of her beauty
I sit and write as I hold her hand
As Kentucky is my happiness
Kentucky, is this man.

Kentucky is my wonders

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Long As

As softly as the wind blows
As quitely as the grass grows
Is as sure as love does flow.
Truly as the sky is blue
As long as there has been two
Is as long as my loves been for you.
As long as there has been night
Longer than there has been light
Is as long as you'll be at my side.
As long as there has been day
As long as words I can write and say
Is as long for love man and me have prayed.
As long as I will live my life
As long as I will battle with my strife
Is as long as I know that love is right.
As long as there has been a tear
As long as I have shown no fear
Is as sure, as I wish you were here.

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