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Best Poems From
CHELSEA DEVRIES
(08/04/1991)
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True Friends Are Few- a work of prose
True Friends Are Few
It is amazing that in a world so highly populated, your populace of friends is few. In this world that is continually increasing, our true friends seem to decrease with each hour that passes. You may be asking why that is. Well, it could possibly be the end of the world. But, that has to be an understatement. This has been happening from one millenium to the next, each light year entwining with the next. It could be misguided upbringing. It could be that people were raised wrong. Their parents told them its ok to kill or hate instead of love one another.
In the Bible, we are told to love each other as ourselves. When we do this, we are a step above doing the right thing or in other words, opening our souls window to include other people instead of being all wrapped around ourselves. Sorta like a python wrapped around every piece of our heart, slithering through each artery like the snake in the Garden of Eden. The Snake hisses evil temptations and desires in our ears to lead us on the overbeaten, overstormed path of pain and suffering. Leading us away from the serene, pasture-like path of the lamb of God.
True friends are easily forgotten in this world filled with plastered smiles on every corner...
Let us eat bread together, never forgetting our true friends...
Settling our differences and just plain getting along...
No matter what culture, race or gender.
Straight up loving thy neighbor as oneself.
Chelsea DeVries
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Where I'm From
I am from God,
made in his image,
created from dirt and made with love.
I am from food,
pizza with extra cheese,
fried chicken and Mom's homemade spaghetti.
I am from family,
a loving mother and a caring father,
yet, I would not forget my grandpa,
who served in the military for my freedom.
I am from colors,
red days when I am angry,
green days when I am envious,
and I cannot forget blue days when I am sad
yet, there are those days when everything seems white and so clear,
and I know that I should just keep on living.
Chelsea DeVries
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Young Love
Young Love
-For Bryan Snyder
Remember,
That fateful day when our eyes met?
Your Eyes found mine in a black and white background of thousands of faces.
Love at first sight...
Our love for one another was tempered with by the realities of life...
Real love can exist when youre faint at heart
because you and I are
an example of
young love.
Chelsea DeVries
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Your Love
Your love
is my brand of heroin,
the addicting caffeine
my heart cannot live
without.
Your love
is the fuel to
the fire,
motivating me
with your words.
The way you
think of me,
look at me,
heal me,
save me,
inspire me,
dream of me
adore me.
I looked for someone
to fill the withdrawals
I felt when I thought
I lost you for good.
No one can fill
the hole in my soul
like you, no one's hand
fits around my waist
quite like yours.
No one looks into my eyes
with such
honest awe and
amazement like you.
I live for
the sound
of your breathing,
if that sound would stop,
so would my heart.
~Chelsea DeVries~
Chelsea DeVries
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