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Pauline Marie Francis-Foley

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Fenton, MI, US

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Pauline Marie Francis-Foley

My cat has such pretty feet
they go so many places,
They walk about so soft and neat
and touch so many bases.

Nights when lights are turned to dark
and every one is sleeping,
My cat moves but leaves no mark
of rendezvous she's keeping.


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You said to me at ten
Mom do you remember when
I was only six then
And walking home from school when

Something good smelled in the breeze
Sunshine came through the trees
And laid down warm on me
Then I looked and I could see

You outdoors drying clothes
You must remember how this goes
I pushed a pebble with my toe
That was the best day I know

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Pauline Marie Francis-Foley

Escape is the dream I dream
Of a way of a means of a scheme
To be out to be far to be free
Away from you and back to me

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Pauline Marie Francis-Foley

Everywhere we turn our step
We think you should be there
We can't seem to get you back
We cry we dream we stare

Are you a Rose of Sharon
A Lily of the Sea
Shalom my boy Shalom my son
Sail yourself home to me

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You introduced
a wider world
Melded colors
and cultures pearled

Your skin was young
and brown and tight
And mine was not
I'm soft and white

Different lives
but otherwise
We shared some salt
and pepper nights

Looking back on this one, it reminds me now of Emily Dickenson's "Wild Nights".

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Please God do remember and see
Waiting infinitesimal me
When on my marker no name shows
And time has passed so no one knows

But you the Maker of us all
When I'm asleep and can not call
May in your Book of Life it be
Your child's name Pauline Marie

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In tribute our hearts at your chained doors lie
while time and circumstance unbind the tie,
Aged alma mater so sweet and so true
Alumni lament at this demise of you.

Our fond fare-thee-well to dear Fenton High
Adieu, good old school, we grieve as you die,
Long gone study-hall with slant-floor of wood
Demolition's call attacked where you stood.

Great tubular slide down the north-side wall
destroyed on command; yet we still recall,
Bye-bye stage and gym with metal stairs nigh
Salute Fenton High. Farewell and good-bye.

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Pauline Marie Francis-Foley

I walked these halls of Fenton Schools
for forty plus six years,
Thirty-three as Support Staffee
Thirteen with student peers.

Keeper of the permanent files
transcripts and G.P.A.,
And now I've worked my final hour
put in my last full day.

I close and lock the records vault
place desk and pens just so,
Release the key from off my ring
I turn it in and go.

So long, farewell my dear career
I shall not feel bereft,
I take away with me today
much more than I have left.

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Pauline Marie Francis-Foley

This Will and Testament here find
written in rhythmical rhyme,
So swear I to be sound of mind
upon this date and at this time.

All worldly worth simple and small
Your names alone are on it all,
Sons Number One and Number Two
What's left is left to You and You.

Pay the bills and divide the rest
Then do with it what you think best,
Sell the auto and stock and bond
Share with grand kids loved and fond.

Whatever else which may remain
The best of which is your good name,
I leave to you to carry on
Make sure you're in God's CD Rom.

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Pauline Marie Francis-Foley

Called an old lady today
Old lady who lives next door
Old lady you say
O.L.D. indeed
A mere three and sixty-four.

So be it! I can see it!
Reflecting from my mirror,
This sage seasoned wit
Who looks like my Mom
Fine wine boldly dearer!

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