MY POETRY
AND
OTHER FAVORITES

LONELY NIGHTS
   He lies in his tent and writes her a letter,
thinking a lie to make her feel better.
Suddenly the ground begins to shutter,
at first no noise but men begin to mutter.
The tent flap peels back,
he grabs his ruc sac,
running outside there's no turnning back.
The night sky is filled with bursts,
and flashes of lights,
is this the end of his lonely nights?
He sees his friends falling 2, 3, then 4,
and while crying he screems no more! No more!                       G.A. Ramier(me)
Then it goes quiet, is the battle over?
The last tear rolls down his cheek,
he was to go home in just one week.
For him it s over the war and the fights,
No more fear or lonely nights.
G.A. Ramier

THE FIELD
    Imagine edging accross a field,
the person in front signals to yeild.
Knowing what is about to happen,
your will and hope loudly crack.
You now know there will be no comprimise,
the fear and adrenaline begin to rise.
Then it happens in the blink of an eye,
you now see the most perfect sky.
At first you're unsure,
but now you're certain.
They ended the show,
they closed the curtain.
G.A. Ramier

A POEM FOR HER
    You are beatiful like sugar is sweet,
when I am near you my heart doubles it's beat.
When I am with you it's like I am lost in a trance,
Like listening to an ancient tribal dance.
G.A. Ramier

ANOTHER ONE
   There are things more beatiful than winter skies,
things like your beatiful big brown eyes.
Thing like your beautiful crimson lips,
the ones in which I long to kiss,
to place me in a stae of eternal bliss.
G.A. Ramier

WHAT DO YA KNOW ANOTHER ONE
    Sugar and spice and everything nice,
thats what most girls are made of.
I realize now more than ever before,
you're what my dreams are made of.
G.A. Ramier

THATS ALL I HAD TIME FOR, THERE WILL BE MORE TO COME.

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