Beverly-Anne

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Monday Morning

Each day I look out at the sun

Each day a new struggle begun

To erase my wishes and start a day anew

How I wish my lovely I could stay here with you

My tired body needs coffee and eggs

And an orange or two and to shake out my legs

Get ready to face the other bread-winning beings

You can't do this to dogs, it would damage their feelings

Yet there is some small pride in doing what I do

But my love it is no matter, I would only do it for you

Ten hours at the grind then home for TV

what's on doesn't matter so long as you are with me

Sometimes I wish we had children though I'm not up for the task

And having one person who loves me is all I can ask

One thing I know is I have a niece who is so close to my heart

If she were my own it would tear me apart

You see little kids love their uncles and mommas and such

At least until the teen years then not so much

It would hurt me to see a little one grow

And then become a person I no longer know

Still I would cross oceans to have a baby to love

Children I swear are gifts from above

But as each day passes I get older and you see

As I get older I can't give the love given to me

When I think of my father and the things he would do

He took me to Europe and Disneyland too

He worked all his life for my siblings and I

In happiness proud, in sickness he cried

And to think of the days we struggled and fought

It seemed he was just being mean but he loved me a lot

I was an ignorant teen, thought just of my side

We yelled at each other like we had no pride

So what I say is that being a father

Is not for us men who are easily bothered

I know that one day I might have regret

And one never knows-I may be a Dad yet

So just hold me my love and we'll take on the world

Until into that great void our souls will be hurled

Leif Gregersen

May 13, 2013

So Many Sunny Days

Hot sunny days are upon us now

And the fun and happy days outside

Time to dust off the bikes and shorts

And get tanned as we explore and ride

So many happy memories

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