Forever with you
Is how I thought it’d be
I love you always
Is how I thought it’d be
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A pot of gold
At the end of the rainbow
A rainbow,
At the end of a storm
Is how I thought it’d be
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We said our vows
‘Til death do us part
Death as in you and me
Not our love for each other
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I thought it’d be
wonderful
a dream come true
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I thought it’d be
magical
a fairy tale come true
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I thought it’d be
forever
you and me
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Written by Beth Malbon
April 22, 1996
Going through the throes of divorce
Have you ever thought of us?
Us being you and me together,
Not, you and me alone.
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Us as a couple,
Us joined hand-in-hand,
Us side-by-side,
Us as one.
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I think of us as two.
Not, two together,
But two separate.
Two going their own ways.
Opposite ways. Alone.
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As us –
we were joined together by marriage
Not by love, not by friendship.
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Us – You and me severed,
Not connected
Not by any means or ways.
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You live. I live. Us is dying.
Us is dead.
We are dead.
We are UN-US.
~~~
Written by Beth Malbon
April 14, 1996
I hope all of you have a safe and wonderful Christmas! I hope Santa Claus 🎅🏼 brings you everything you desire and I hope Jesus brings you everything you need.
I hope and pray the homeless get houses, something more than just shelter from the cold. To be in a house with a kitchen to cook food, a bathroom with running water to take hot showers, and a bed to sleep in is what many take for granted. I, too, took this for granted. But now, after being homeless for almost two years… not any more. Just last night, as I was walking my dogs to my 4runner, I saw a person sitting up against the outside of a church wall. It was freezing outside, and I said a little prayer that Lord keep this person and all of the homeless who don’t have any shelter from the cold, please keep them warm.
I hope and pray the children that don’t have any toys 🧸 are given a surprise tomorrow morning… that they will be able to open a present and receive a gift of joy.
I hope for those who don’t have anything to eat are offered food, or a prepared meal. Or for those who are isolated will be able to have a friendly visit.
Christmas is about giving not receiving. Christmas is about the birth of Jesus, our Savior, not about the beautiful lights on houses. Christmas is about sharing with family and friends, about charity, about faith, and love.
May God bless each and every one of you!
I wrote this poem as an assignment for a creative writing class I took in college. As I cannot get the “form” to come out correctly – I wrote it in a word document and then took a picture of it.
The words are as follows:
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Soda
Lemon, lime
Clear, crisp, bubbly
Low sodium, no caffeine
Sweet with no diet aftertaste
In red, white, green aluminum can
Condensation forming then; drops combining as one
Explosion of tab, pouring it into glass
Tinted tall, filled with ice cubes
Bring it up to lips
Tilt it and take
A big gulp
Swallow it
Burp
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Written by Beth Malbon
February 25, 1995
People were born to love and
People were born to hate
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People were born rich and
People were born poor
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People were born popular and
People were born losers
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People were born friendly and
People were born stubborn
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People were born like me and
People were born like you
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We do not have to follow a lead
We do not have to follow behind
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We can be ourselves and
We can be happy
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Written by Beth Malbon
November 1986
Collage made using images from Google: black & white background, pile of money, pennies, mule, cheerleaders, smiley face, follower, and loser. All in all, collage took about 2 hours to make.
