Soulfully embrace
The laughter of your children
For innocence fades
Replaced by cynicism
And angst in adolescence
If left to fester
Cherish the inner child
Promote it’s beauty
This will lead to a full life
Filled with joyful abundance
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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You’re on your own now
Parents put on the sidelines
Did we raise you right
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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Do you ever reminisce about your childhood?
Rockem-Sockem Robots, Spirograph, Lincoln Logs,
Candy cigarettes, wax lips, pixie sticks,
Banana seats on bikes, slick tires and sissy bars,
Bell bottoms, Converse, crew cuts,
Bouffants, Brill Cream, electric rollers,
Station wagons, record players, eight tracks,
No seat belts, no car seats, laying on the rear deck
to see out the back window,
Sneaking your parents smokes
And maybe their booze,
Just for fun,
Never worrying for our safety.
Do you ever reminisce about your childhood?
I do.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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Another one gone
A mother’s tears for her son
Shot dead in the night
~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~
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A child, sacred
Conceived out of love or lust
Shouldn’t suffer pain
~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~
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The sun bright and warm
Looms over the horizon
Calling dawn to life
Sleep is wiped from weary eyes
A mothers work is ne’er done
~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~
You talk down to me
Treating me as a child
But you’re mistaken
Sprouting many years ago
I have long been in full bloom
~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~
O’ what sorrows hang under the placid moon,
Beguiled as we wait before an open tomb.
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Unexpectedly passing in horrid way,
O’er the hilltop, contorted and lifeless you lay.
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Cowardly murderer ran with haste from his deed,
Hiding as rats will do in thicket and weed.
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Hide from God! You most certainly cannot,
Judgement at the gates will harshly begot.
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O’ dear Alicia…how young and innocent you were,
Just a child– Undeserving of a life to pass as a blur.
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While the foul miscreant thrives and lives on,
Corrupt of conscience, never considered you were gone.
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O’ how the parents grieve for their little lost soul,
All while this pariah slithers into Satan’s black hole.
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Squalid tomb– Why take solace in so young a life?
So cold, so final, no comfort to the progenitors strife!
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Judgement befitting the crime, our earthly courts did not levy,
Cries for hanging be raised at the hands of a justified bevy.
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No! Justice in this lifetime is not to be,
Pray God, Hell’s hanging tree hath a place for he.
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As the tomb eternal be sealed from the light,
Candles pay homage to a life once so bright.
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A place be laid for you Alicia…at the foot of God’s throne,
For all to take comfort that you will never be alone.
~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~
This gravel road,
A path oft traveled,
Lane you strode,
As your life unraveled.
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Yon horizon so far distant,
Where a better life must lay,
Hurry on forth right this instant,
For the sun will rise on a brighter day.
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On yonder side the grass must surely be greener,
As the old time saying goes,
This too passes as ones life becomes leaner,
With far too little to show.
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Much too often we chase exaggerated expectations,
When they seem right within our grasp,
‘Til euphoria fades to urgent consternation,
And your prospects they dwindle and lapse.
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Life lessons learned are the hardest its true,
As the scars and bruises do prove,
Out of the rubble and ash will rise a new you,
In spirit and nature behoove.
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We greet you back home as a most beloved son,
For you needed to find your own way,
This is only the beginning of the journey you’ve begun,
Welcome home for as long as you will stay.
~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~
No one hears the child
Cries of hunger are ignored
Food is tossed away
The richest country on earth
Isn’t there enough for all
~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~
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