Deb StevensHines Biography
Growing up as a child of the 'sixties', life was good, but something was brewing elsewhere..Watching as a father came back from a war but had already long left his family at home, a young mother raised her two girls. One of them loved to write, especially poetry! Awards encourgaed the girl to continue into later years, but not until the sad passing of her mother did she decide to become a published author, each book dedicated to her mother's memory. Today, the same girl uses her 'army of words' to raise crucial awareness to the cancer which took her mother from her life.
The two men wore no expression
They both came wearing suits
All that moved was the fly on the wall
This midnight call deliberate
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Still struggle with fancy words or jargon
likely due to leaving school so young
caught up with a strange collection of faces
Tagging along to all the wrong places
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Swinging like the pendulum
Back and forth I sway
Surely a happy medium
Oh who am I today?
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My oh my these walls are shaking
And yes another heart is breaking
I've taken all the things I need
It sure as hell is not by greed
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Her fairy dust casts glitter
She sparkles upon each stride
Stylish dress to please each suitor
That of velvet lace or hide
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