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The Poems of
Terri Lyn Stanfield

Time To Grow Up

I see the wheels turning
As you're plotting away
At you next get rich scheme
Looking for the quick pay
You want so to be rich
That has been your life's goal
If you thought it would work
You'd gladly sell your soul
The minimum effort
Is what you will expend
Yet you'll be expecting
To be raking it in
You're nought but a dreamer
And though that is not wrong
There must be a limit
This has gone on too long
Responsibilities
Though they are not pleasant
Are there, front and center
They are always present
And though it would be great
To have lots of money
You have nothing to prove
You have my love, honey
Perhaps it will happen
And one day you'll succeed
But you can't just ignore
That we have daily needs
It is time to grow up
And set your dreams aside
I have carried us both
And I've done so with pride
I wanted you to have
The opportunity
To chase after your dreams
All unhindered and free
And you have had your chance
More times than I can count
But enough is enough
And it's time you bowed out
Welcome to the real world
And though it's not your dream
It can be fulfilling
And I think you will see
That an every day job
Isn't really that bad
Though it may not compare
With the dreams you have had
And I'm not asking you
To forsake all your schemes
You'll have plenty of time
To devote to your dreams
But you're an adult, and
It's time you acted one
And I think you will find
You and I will have fun

Let Em Look

Shy and retiring
Gentle and kind
Intoxicating
And you're all mine
You don't realize
When others stare
You never notice
They're even there
But heads always turn
When we go out
I see they want you
But I've no doubt
Of your devotion
You're truly blind
You haven't a clue
That you're so fine
You've no idea
That you're a ten
A perfect body
That sexy grin
But you're way too shy
To notice that
Too sweet and gentle
I marvel at
How unaffected
And real you are
You are so special
I'm grateful for
My luck in finding
Someone like you
Beautiful inside
And outside too
Our love is solid
So let them look
It's too bad for them
Because this book
Really can be judged
By it's cover
But you're spoken for
My sweet lover

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