Valerie Summerville

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Valerie Summerville lives up the hill –
Go by the river, then turn at the mill –
Look for the trailer withs roses outside
At Number 16, Crosspoint Forest

Valerie’s beautiful, friendly and smart –
Everyone here knows she’s got a big heart –
She goes to church of a Sunday, at nine
And works everyday as a florist

Valerie Summerville, loved and admired –
Dated some men here, but then, came unwired;
Realized she’s good if she’s never a bride,
And just went about being merry

Valerie’s heart is for no one, it seems
Even for those of us hiding our dreams;
But, like herself, I guess I will be fine —
My secret’s not
Tough to carry

If only now could be our time…

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If only now could be our time,
And here could be our place,
I’d brush the water from your eyes,
The hair back from your face

And hold you as the sun went down
Beside the silver sea;
If only now could be our time,
And you were meant
For me

A Heartache Song

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Time was, I sang a heartache song
Of lonely nights and frozen days;
I sought the soul’s poor comfort long,
And waited for the new sun’s rays

Back then, I dreamed a dream of you,
Who’d love me as I truly am —
Time was, I sang a hopeful song:
Still thinking you might give
A damn

if i —

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[A complete rework of a poem from age 16. – Owen]

if i was handsome
then
the world would open for me

if i knew words and
when
to say them right

if i had smiles
that
people gained a little from

if at my visions,
people’s
minds took flight

but seldom do i
see
such opportunities

and rarely have i
known
what all to do –

i want to be some-
one
i’m never gonna be

someone who’s something really
great
to you

I wished upon a winter night…

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I wished upon a winter night
That you would find the love you need;
I knew it would not be with me.
But it would be no love, indeed

I had for you, if such a thing
Set limits on intention;
And so I wished great love for you,
Defying all
Convention

Inside A Dream

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He came to her from far away
Last night, inside a dream –
They spent a long, secluded day;
The lake was all agleam

And within his encircling arms,
They sat, til eve drew nigh:
As though he’d ever loved her, and
Had never said
Goodbye

A Love Fixation

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The day goes on, and everywhere
He turns, he sees her in his mind;
He’s never, ever felt this way.
He’s never known love’s silken bind,
Or fallen with his heart a-splay,
Or lived each moment in the day
Fixated on one person.

The night comes on, and all the time,
He tries to sleep, but finds no rest.
But he will not some stalker be:
These feelings, they must be suppressed,
For they are not returned. And she,
In untoward serenity
Must be left to her passion

For he is not someone for her,
Although she’s every thought with him;
But this is love’s unfairness; it’s
An ancient, endless
Fashion