A Love Who is Right for You
Listen to Your Heart
Choose the man--- whose hungry eyes make love to you
with silent words,
As they slowly feast and caress leaving love trails so titillating,
it is unheard.
Choose the man---whose dexterous mouth moves to
taste the porcelain skin,
But teasingly draws back------ again and again.
Choose the man---whose strong hands are methodical and sure,
Receiving his precious gifts of loving pleasures is for the lucky one
Right for You
Choose the Man Who is Right
Choose the man---who chose you---- before everything and any other,
You want a lover, not a friend, and not a brother.
Choose the man---whose heart is unchained and
true to thee,
Who will treasure your love as a rare gift it is to be.
Choose the man---whose eyes never roam, but can
appreciate other beauty,
To always be faithful---- is a lover’s duty.
Choose the man---who will never change with growing old,
Who will never leave you feeling loveless and cold.
Choose the man---Whose hand will always be at the
small of your back, leading you through a crowd,
His sweet words are forever soft and tender, never loud.
Choose the man---Who loves you beyond sharing years
together without any doubt,
His love for you---from the highest mountain—he will shout.
Choose the man---who is not second best,
The true winner of your love, because he is better than the richest of the rest.
Choose a Woman Who is Right for You
Choose a Woman,--------who will love you for who you are,
and not issue corrections,
But will cherish all your ways and imperfections.
Choose a Woman,--------whose daily attitude is positive and bright,
For loves grows with sweet nectar, not a deplorable fight.
Choose a Woman,--------who is charming, considerate and kind,
Her passionate kisses will always blow your mind.
Choose a Woman,--------who understands when you are late,
She greets you with a ready smile, not a debate.
Choose a Woman,--------who thinks of others first,
She is down to earth real, and not rehearsed.
Choose a Woman,--------who is emotionally secure,
No jealousies to endure.
Choose a Woman,--------who is your equal and honorable mate,
Whose life choices are not left up to fate?
Choose a Woman,--------who a great mother she will be,
Not one who wishes she was free.
Choose a Woman,--------who can disagree in a polite way,
Don’t select one who will not speak for a day.
Choose a Woman,--------whose urgent desires of making
love is equal to yours,
Not one who had rather do her household chores.
Choose a Woman,--------Who’s God you share,
One the Angels will declare.
Choose a Woman,--------Who is a Lady,
And this I do not mean--maybe!
No More Sorrow
The angry North winds blew all evidence of a thriving village away,
No prints in the dirt of children who ran each day to play.
Only the tall grass that grew in the wilderness hit the broken pottery left behind,
There was no evidence of anyone who lived there in the teepees or from the pottery who dined.
Many today have walked the hillside where Buffalo once fed,
The greedy Buffalo Hunters shot them all dead.
Once a thriving village with families, love and a peaceful life was shared,
Then came the soldiers who broke up villages and now the silence was bared.
Many happy years were spent around their cook pots with its smoke swirling in the breeze,
Now in their happy hunting grounds they sit and talk with ease.
No evil would touch them here where the White Buffalo roams,
They are finally happy again in their peaceful homes.
Americans Living on American Plains
Love, Marriage and Anniversaries
Many experienced “Love at First Sight,”
Some even said---“ I Do”---to make it right.
Then the years fly by---like many birds soaring---in the sky,
Leaving the youthful days of long ago; now memories
as the seniors wondered why?.
Anniversaries come around often to be celebrated,
But not true for the ones who hesitated.
Love, marriages, anniversaries and babies come early on,
Soon replaced by stiff joints and gray hair---then youth is gone.
But the seed of life,
Germinated with the living and loving as husband and wife.
Hearing the words Mama and Dad,
As the babies grow---makes parents very glad.
But the most precious words as we all age,
While one reads to small children from a storybook page.
These words are Granny and Grandpa---so precious to our ears,
It warms our hearts and leaves us in tears.
So all the wrinkles do not matter,
As we hold our grandchildren and listen to their happy chatter.
Babysitting is our treat and great pleasure,
Our love for them---one cannot measure.
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