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WELCOME TO ABIGAIL
HANKS POETRY PAGE
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THE WINDMILL
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The windmill stands upon the hill, |
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Old, dusty and worn, |
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No sign now of the miller who worked from dusk 'til dawn. |
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The crumbly bricks, the rotten wood, |
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Flour bags on the floor, |
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Cobwebs at the window and cobwebs at the door. |
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Silence lingers everywhere, no work to be done, |
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The stream still flows so quietly, but the wheel
will never turn, |
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Still beautiful now, though weeds have grown, the Ivy and
the Fern. |
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The mill awaits a loving hand, its beauty to restore, |
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To stand proud against the setting sun, |
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To live again once more. |
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Written by Abigail at age 11. |
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LIFE
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As we watch the world go by, |
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Things make us laugh - things make us cry, |
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Beautiful creatures for us to see, |
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What a wonderful place to be. |
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Things can happen to open our eyes, |
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Life can take us by surprise, |
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Time is wasted as we fight, |
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As night turns to day, and day to night. |
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Family and friends are there for you, |
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Guiding you through the things you do, |
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Even when they are gone, they are there in your heart, |
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Nothing in life can ever tear us apart. |
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So remember next time, when life puts you down, |
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Don't sit and cry, you wear the crown, |
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The crown which keeps the life in you, |
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Your heart of gold which is forever true. |
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Abigail Hanks, age 14; Suffolk,
England; 14 December 2005 |
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ALL I THINK OF IS
YOU
| Sitting alone, I can see you in my mind, |
| Trying to say the words I can never find, |
| When you smile all my problems float away, |
| But then things will never go my way, |
| So all I do is think of you, |
| My love for you is always true. |
| I'll never know how you feel for me, |
| It's breaking my heart I wish you could see, |
| Just a few little words I need you to say, |
| And that is I love you more and more each
day, |
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| But I know this can never be true, |
| So all I do is think of you. |
| Tears cascade down my face, |
| You're someone I will and can never replace, |
| You make my heart skip a beat, |
| Your hugs and kisses are all so sweet, |
| While writing these words all I think of is
you, |
| Without my love I'm not sure what I'd do. |
| Abigail Hanks - Age 15
- March 24, 2007 |
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LOSING MY BEST
FRIEND
| My pain
comes alive each morning I wake, |
| My lips start to
shiver, my hands start to shake, |
| My eyes
swell up and the tears begin to roll, |
| His
perfect life, the devil stole. |
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| So tragic
that morning when he went away, |
| To never
return to my arms that day, |
| Forever
now I will be alone, |
| Never
together but all on my own. |
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| I've lost
the only best friend that I ever had, |
| He told me
to move on and never be sad, |
| But it's
difficult when you're the one left behind, |
| That
person is forever left on your mind. |
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| He said he
would be there, forever in my heart, |
| That's
when it happened, my life fell apart, |
| So I have
to take each day and love him forever, |
| But soon
my best friend and I will be together. |
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| By Abbie
Hanks - Age 14 - September 28, 2006 |
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