Come lift up your glasses
and drink what you may,
I’m a man you don’t meet every day.
I’m a man you don’t meet every day,
every day,
I’m a man you don’t meet every day!
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Come lift up your glasses
and drink what you may,
I’m a man you don’t meet every day.
I’m a man you don’t meet every day,
every day,
I’m a man you don’t meet every day!
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Author: The Best American Poetry
December 23, 2023 First, you will need to cross some dark threshold. I suggest lying on your back in a pasture of cut ryegrass or in a city park. I suggest planting an arm behind your head. You have inherited acres of a night sky and she is your aurora borealis and though you cannot…
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Dedicated to my nice Romanian friend Vasile You are my inspiration, every day. You are the smile on my face. You are sparkle in my eyes. You are the only song I want to sing. You are my light in the darkness, My strength when I’m too weak, My voice when I speak. My smile,…
The measure of a parent or any person should be that we treat each other as well as we know how And I have not been the person I should be But I am committed to changing from now on. The post As Best We Know | Russ Cope appeared first on Best Poetry. Go…
Alfred Newman’s “Street Scene” — moody and urban in the Gershwin manner — is outstanding here. “Stret Scene” is also whistled at the opening of Where the Sidewalk Ends (directed by Otto Preminger, with Dana Andrews and Gene Tierney, that irresistible “Laura” couple. Note also in How to Marry a Millionaire the music of “How About…
Stand still so I can paint you capture your locks your lovely energy through the focused point of a thin brush scraping on void canvas space. The post Stand Still | Alan Inman appeared first on Best Poetry. Go to Source Author: Best Poetry Online