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DAKOTA

Late one afternoon I stopped at a furniture store.

A sign on the door said, “Come on in. See what you can see.”

The only customer seemed to be me

So I leisurely strolled down the aisles

Looking for a desk or something to fill a spot.

A salesgirl approached and asked,”Is there something you like a lot?

Can I help you find what you need?”

Her friendly eyes and smile put me at ease.

I went from one item to another.

“What is your name?” I asked.

“Dakota,” she replied in a voice I barely heard.

“Are you North or South?” I quipped.

“People ask all the time,” she said. “But Dakota is just a word.

I get tired of hearing it.  No one says anything else.”

I shook my head and sighed.

“Your name is full of excitement,” I replied.

“Dakota is what the Sioux Indians called themselves.

It’s a special word meaning friend.

And the states are lands without end.

Mt. Rushmore with four faces,

The sculpture of Crazy Horse nearby,

Black hills gold and the oil boom,

A place where bees fill the sky.

The roar of motorcycles in Sturgis,

Bismarck, Fargo, and Pierre,

Dinosaur bones and fossils,

So much can be discovered there.

Your name is rich with history,

A beautiful name to be worn with pride,

You were given a gift that means so much,

It’s not a name to hide.”

Her eyes grew big, her smile grew wide.

Her perceptions had changed, she was different inside.

“Thank you so much for all you said.

I can be mysterious, beautiful, and proud,

I’m ready to stand out in a crowd.”

She greeted other customers as they came in

But turned and faced me with a grin.

“My name is Dakota, and I’ll be your friend,

Today, tomorrow, all the way to the end.”

She gave me a hug and said goodbye,

And wiped the tears from her eyes.

But now she had a reason for her smile

And I noticed her feet dancing

As she went down the aisle.

 

 

PERCEPTION

Ugly

I believed I grew up in an ugly town,

A small community tucked in a small corner

Of nowhere,

Where smiles stayed hidden

And were rarely found.

The land was hot and dry in summer,

But cold and wet in winter.

Everyone said it was ugly

And I believed it to be the center

Of a cosmic mistake.

Where was the beauty?

The town pulled at me

Tied me down,

Trapped me in webs of misery

And kept me bound.

“Leave it. Leave it,” I was warned.

“There are places to see, places to be,

Stay away from this town where hope cannot see.”

For years I searched for beauty and smiles,

Crossed oceans and mountains and countless miles.

I did not find the city of my dreams.

Happiness did not exist,

All cities were the same.

I returned to my city,

Weary and worn from my search.

I had learned to smile, learned to enjoy,

Learned to change my attitude.

I greeted each person I chanced to meet,

With a smile.

I looked around and found

Changes in my ugly town.

In the summer it was kissed by the sun,

And the cold in winter was also fun.

This was not a town of misery,

But a town of hope for all to see.

Each smile I encountered brightened my way,

And the town grew more beautiful day by day.

My town, a place to live and grow,

An Eden, a garden below.

Beauty is now found inside of me,

And my smiles are there for all to see.

By Dan Roberson

Ugly

I believed I grew up in an ugly town,

A small community tucked in a small corner

Of nowhere,

Where smiles stayed hidden

And were rarely found.

The land was hot and dry in summer,

But cold and wet in winter.

Everyone said it was ugly

And I believed it to be the center

Of a cosmic mistake.

Where was the beauty?

The town pulled at me

Tied me down,

Trapped me in webs of misery

And kept me bound.

“Leave it. Leave it,” I was warned.

“There are places to see, places to be,

Stay away from this town where hope cannot see.”

For years I searched for beauty and smiles,

Crossed oceans and mountains and countless miles.

I did not find the city of my dreams.

Happiness did not exist,

All cities were the same.

I returned to my city,

Weary and worn from my search.

I had learned to smile, learned to enjoy,

Learned to change my attitude.

I greeted each person I chanced to meet,

With a smile.

I looked around and found

Changes in my ugly town.

In the summer it was kissed by the sun,

And the cold in winter was also fun.

This was not a town of misery,

But a town of hope for all to see.

Each smile I encountered brightened my way,

And the town grew more beautiful day by day.

My town, a place to live and grow,

An Eden, a garden below.

Beauty is now found inside of me,

And my smiles are there for all to see.

By Dan Roberson

That’s What Matters

That’s What Matters
When we first met,
You were so beautiful,
Your eyes, your face,
The way you talked,
Your hair, your voice,
The way you walked,
Each day you were more beautiful,
Your smile brightened my way,
We shared more each day,
We were learning to compromise and agree,
And that’s what mattered to me.

Every day with you was a new day,
You were more beautiful than the day before,
Your eyes, your face,
The way you talked,
Your laugh, your voice,
The way you walked,
Each day you were more special,
The happiness you spread,
With the things you said,
You let my heart fly high and free,
And that’s what mattered to me.

We changed over the years,
But you always are beautiful,
Your eyes, your face,
The way you talk,
Your hair, your voice,
The way you walk,
Each day you are more beautiful,
My life is full as I face each day,
I want to love you always,
Your heart is what I see,
And that’s what matters to me.

Without Her…..

 

Publicity photo of Olive Thomas from Who's Who...

Publicity photo of Olive Thomas from Who’s Who on the Screen (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

She’s in my dreams,

 

Filling me with anticipation,

 

Delighting me with her smile,

 

Soothing me with her warmth,

 

 

 

I will not forget her,

 

Waiting in my memory,

 

Returning night after night,

 

Speaking words of wisdom and love,

 

 

 

I’m not complete without her,

 

Sharing our experiences,

 

Wrapping our future together,

 

Pledging our vows to each other,

 

 

 

She is already missed,

 

Lying there still and quiet,

 

Smiling at my tears,

 

Staring up at nothing at all.

 

 

 

 

 

My Smiles Within

Iraqi girl living next to Al Daura Oil Refiner...

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Sometimes my face hides my smiles within,

As I remember moments and special friends,

They’re all I have to keep me warm,

But they’re enough when memories swarm,

“See that puppy!” I shrieked out loud,

You would have thought I’d draw a crowd,

“Wow!” when excited at my first kiss,

Her eyes were closed in momentary bliss,

Each child born always brought a grin,

How could I hold back the happiness within?

Even at funerals I couldn’t suppress a smile,

As friends passed on, “I’ll see you in awhile,”

So now my thoughts are full of smiles,

I can stretch them out for miles and miles,

Weathered, worn, my face appears grim,

But hidden beneath this tired old skin,

Are hopes and dreams of things I sought,

And wrapped around them are smiling thoughts.

You Weren’t On My Schedule

Easter, old greec salut

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I passed you today as I took my morning walk,

You looked cold and hungry but I didn’t want to talk,

I was looking up, you were looking down,

I was wearing a smile, you were wearing a frown,

I didn’t take the time to ask you what was wrong,

I was In the middle of humming a very special song,

I couldn’t be interrupted, for I had too much to do,

But I promised to ask sometime what was bothering you,

No, not next week, for there are things I have booked,

I checked my schedule in case anything’s been overlooked,

“How are you?”, “I’m fine,” but I really didn’t have time to chat,

I had people to see and things to do, you know, this and that,

I was eager to share my world with someone, but no, not now,

You took away my joy because you were in my way somehow,

You looked awful, perhaps struggling to find something to say,

But when tears rolled down your cheeks, you nearly ruined my day,

“Good grief!” I muttered, but I know I wasn’t being rude,

I chose to be patient because I wanted to keep my good mood,

 “Shape up, I don’t have time for this,” I snapped in dismay,

“Oh, my!”  You were looking sad and putting on a display,

“I don’t care what your problem is, you’ll just have to wait,”

“I’ve got to go and smile at folks, and now you’ve made me late!”

I rushed away, leaving you behind, despair plainly on your face,

I was hoping you’d find someplace else, be gone without a trace,

When I returned you weren’t there, much to my relief,

I didn’t want to see you again or put up with your grief,

 Life is short and there was so much I still needed to do,

Did you expect me to waste my time, on someone like you?

Outside the sun is bright, what a beautiful Easter day,

Yet inside my joy is false, I feel shame for my deceptive ways,

When you were hungry and in pain, I wasn’t there for you,

I was thinking just about myself, and all the things to do,

I cheated you by turning away, I should have listened with my heart,

Yesterday won’t come again, so I’m asking for a brand new start,

I really want to love others more, wherever they might be,

The best way that I know how, is to begin with you and me.

One Autograph for a Ten Year Old

Leukemia cells.

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One Request to the Famous

A ten year old boy lies quietly in bed,

He’d rather be outside playing instead,

His spirit is strong as he welcomes each day,

As he looks at the tubes that keep him at bay,

His smile is there even when he’s in pain,

His treatments are dreadful but he rarely complains,

He’s a brave young man unless tempted to cry,

When he sees the fear in someone’s eyes,

Too young for cancer to put him in strife,

But it’s there uninvited to control his life,

The doctors are doing the best they can do,

They’re waiting to see if the chemo comes through,

Being careful with our words to keep his spirits high,

To meet his wishes the family would like to try,

Signatures he’s requested to place on his board,

From celebrities who are willing of their own accord,

Although bedridden, his eyes would dance,

Knowing someone out there gives him a chance,

Leukemia is not an easy disease to subdue,

Signatures would lift his spirits, perhaps from you,

If you’re a star in sports, music, or screen,

It will make his day for your name to be seen,

Politicians and writers, you’re included too,

Please be sure you include what you do,

If you’re a friend or relative of a fabulous star,

Send those autographs from wherever you are,

His condition is critical, he’s confined to a bed,

The hospital has limits, and no visitors can tread,

If you can meet his request just simply reply,

Mail a short note with autograph to the little guy,

If you would like his address to be sent,

Ask me for his information in a comment.