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The Poetry of
Terri Lyn Stanfield

I Want To Be Like You

You are everything
That I want to be
I know however
It's far beyond me
I'll never attain
Your inner beauty
But I stand in awe
And it speaks to me
You're gentle and kind
And you rise above
All that comes your way
And when you are shoved
You retaliate
In your special way
And feelings are soothed
Yet you always sway
The other party
To give in to you
And things always go
As you want them to
You're caring and sweet
Such a gentle soul
And though I keep it
As my special goal
It's just not in me
To be as you are
But I hold you up
As a shining star
The whole world would be
A much better place
If everyone had
Your outlook and grace
As long as people
Like you still exist
There's hope for mankind
And the peace we've missed

Changed

I was stumbling through life
On a steadily downward spiral
Alienated from humanity
Caring for no one
And having no one who cared
No direction to my life
No reason to live
At the edge of disaster
And not caring if I fell
Then you came into my life
So full of love
Giving it, unconditionally, to me
Changing me forever
And claiming me as your own

Helpless

I look into your eyes, and I am lost
Though I know this is wrong
I am powerless to leave
As you draw me deeper into your web
I know I will regret my actions
But I cannot help myself
I am spellbound by all that you do
Helpless to refuse you anything
In the heat of the moment
Wanting it as much as you do
But with the aftermath comes the guilt
Powerful and distressing, weighing me down
Yet I know that I will come to you again
You have but to beckon
And I have no choice but to obey

Baby Blues

The baby's cried all night
And I have paced the floor
I have reached my wit's end
I can't take anymore
You, on the other hand
Have slept the whole night through
You're rested and awake
What's the first thing you do?
Offer to lend a hand?
Dole out some sympathy?
Oh no, you don't do that
You've the audacity
To ask what's for breakfast
Expecting me to cook
You must not have noticed
So take another look
My hair in unruly
My eyes are tired and dull
I'm walking in my sleep
But at last, there's a lull
The baby is sleeping
For the first time all night
And I couldn't care less
If I do look a fright
And as for your breakfast
You don't want to go there
You can starve right to death
That's how much that I care
So just go on to work
Maybe when you get home
I'll be human again
And dear, while you are gone
Enjoy all your freedom
And just have a great time
Tonight you baby sit
That big bed is all mine

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