Archive for the ‘Memories’ Category

~~~ Too Many Miles ~~~   1 comment

I venture forth when shadows
Steal the evening’s light
Wandering darkened pathways
Through the blackened night
I passed by your window
Gazed on you asleep
Continued on my journey
Into the long night’s deep
Had I stopped
would want to stay
But too many miles
Before light of day…

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Posted June 13, 2018 by PapaBear in Experiences, Memories, Personal, Poetry, Prose

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~ Prelude to a Valentine ~   1 comment

(Just some old words, crying for some music to turn them into a song)

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Just an old familiar song I hear
Keeps wanderin’ back to me
Brings me back to times so dear
When you were here with me
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It’s just a melody
That brings back memories
A soft and tender tune
Beneath the stars and moon
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Along a lonely avenue
With nothing there to see
Notes ring out so clear and true
This haunting melody
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It’s just a melody
That brings back memories
A soft and tender tune
Beneath the stars and moon
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Don’t think that I’ll get over you
It’s plain for me to see
I’m still held by a love that’s true
A haunting melody.
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It’s just a melody
That brings back memories
A soft and tender tune
Beneath the stars and moon
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You come into my arms again
Your bright eyes look at me
Seems you heard that same refrain
That haunting melody.

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It’s just a melody
That brings back memories
A soft and tender tune
Beneath the stars and moon

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Posted January 31, 2018 by PapaBear in A Little Romance, Memories, Other Art, Personal, Songs

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** A Gift for Yourself **   3 comments

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Come, walk with me a while

Let’s share some time

If you favor me a smile

Just maybe I’ll offer you a rhyme.

It’s quiet, peaceful here

Let’s sit and take a rest

Forget the rush, think Christmas cheer

Savor this time, the evening’s best.

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Forget the chaotic scenes back there.

A moment, I’ll brush the snow from your hair,

Let’s wander farther. The spirit’s in the air

And the happiness in knowing that you care.

Just a moment away from the Christmas crush

A moment stolen from the hurry and the rush

Give yourself that gift.  You don’t have to wait.

Do it now….., just in case Santa’s late.

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Posted December 22, 2017 by PapaBear in Experiences, holiday, Memories, Personal, Poetry

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55 Years and 6 Days   Leave a comment

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Some of you may recognize this.  It’s an annual tradition of mine.  It’s to honor the memory of a time precious to me, and a brief part of my life shared with a beautiful young woman who chose to share her love with me.

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At the beginning of December
Conversations turned to snow
It was always in her questions
Wherever we would go
I promised I would take her
So that finally she would know
But angels came to take her home
And she never saw the snow.
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As the chill of winter settles on the land and brings gray clouds the horizon, memories of another December come to mind and I feel a presence, and I hear a soft whisper, “Don’t fret dearest.  I’ve been with you all this time, every day of every year…, and, yes darlin’, even in the snow”.  A quick caress and she is gone again. Christmas…., a time we were, sadly, never to be able to share with each other.
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In memory of Gayle Marie
December 10, 1962 Heaven gained another angel…, and another star shone brightly in the night sky…., 55 years and 6 days ago.
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Good Night Everyone

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Merry Christmas

Posted December 18, 2017 by PapaBear in A Little Romance, Experiences, Family, holiday, Memories, Personal, Photo, Poetry, Prose

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~~ September’s Song ~~   3 comments

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There’s a coolness 

In the breeze

As leaves shower

From the trees.

Days grow short and

Nights grow long

As Autumn sings 

September’s Song.

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Posted September 4, 2017 by PapaBear in Experiences, Memories, Personal, Poetry

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~ Night Dreams ~   1 comment

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Tonight I am far away.

I am in another time and space, holding a beautiful young girl in my arms and dancing to

the melody of a soft, slow waltz.  She is smiling sweetly.  No words are spoken.  None need

be as our hearts are so entwined that each knows instinctively what the other is thinking.

There are at least a hundred other people at the dance but we neither see nor hear them as

we are lost in an intimately private world of our own.

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The music in the Buena Vista ballroom died and the band packed up and was leaving.  We danced out onto the veranda to the music that kept playing in our hearts that night.  Til then, neither had voiced the words “I love you”, but we’d heard them a thousand times in each other’s eyes.

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~ Stars ~   1 comment

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The night is crystal clear

And the slivered moon is bright.

Stars wink at me

From their place in the heavens tonight.

I see your reflection

In their eyes

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Posted May 22, 2017 by PapaBear in A Little Romance, Experiences, Memories, Poetry

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