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Eva Rushton Oct 2015
As shadows kissed upon the wall
They stood in love, proud and tall
My head I felt ,that I should turn
But in my heart , Their love I yearned

Across the ceiling, they danced their way
The music they hear, I wish i could play
He lifts her up, and twirls around
Then on her head, He sits a crown

Up off my bed, I start to dance
Without knowing, Im so entranced
Their orcastra , I now can hear
But when I look, they disappear

Written by E.M.Rushton
Eva Rushton Oct 2015
Hidden behind ,your so called smile
I torture your mind ,all the while
Some say that, i am a coward
And by your fear, i am powered

I take refuge ,in your mind
And steal your happiness , so you cant find
Then make your days , as dark as night
And at night , youll feel my bite

I know your time , that I take
You cant get back , you cant remake
Your such an awesome ,living host
Your isolation, I like the most

Your secrecy , it helps me thrive
With it I breath, and stay alive
Your friends, they have a fear of me
Cause your not, who you should be

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E.M.Rushton
Eva Rushton Sep 2015
I am me
and you are you
you want to be
just like me

I cant be you
you cant be me
you need to be
unlike me

I'm one you see
why cant you be
more like you
and less like me

so now you see
we're meant to be
unlike you
and not like me

Written by E.M.Rushton
A little tongue twister I wrote. Be proud to be who you are. Don't want or try be like others.
Eva Rushton Sep 2015
I have been there for a first breath
I have been there for the last breath
I have been there to save lives
I have been there to make lives better
I have been there for tears
I have been there for joy
I have been there in the light
I have been there in darkness
I have been there , when there was nothing I could do, But be there.
Today I cant be there, because Upon awakening this morning, although my eyes opened ,I was blind
The awful creature of darkness crept in through the night and stole my vision, my happiness, my being. This creature is called depression, I am Still me , but not myself.
I have been there, will you be there
Eva Rushton Aug 2015
My love for her, an aunt to me
From a different family tree
Our roots are different , yet so entwined
Family is a state of mind

Our daily struggles, God does see
You need aunt Bertha , he said to me
Upon awaking, upstairs I walk
There at the table she sits and talks

A stranger she was , yet in my heart
I felt connected, like never apart
Her kindness wrapped my soul in ease
And to my heart, she had the key

My dear aunt Bertha, your heart it shines
From different roots ,our lives did whine
I thank the lord , he gave to me
My dear aunt Bertha, forever you'll be

Written by E.M.Rushton
just found out my dear aunt Bertha has gone to heaven.
Eva Rushton Aug 2015
After being sick for several days
The sun now shines.
She puts on her music of Bob Seger
Someday You'll Accomp'ny Me
The music puts rhythm to her feet
She grabs her dance partner
and outside the moves start.
They dance and sway together
around the shed in rhythm with the music
She twirls her partner around and the grass is flying
Then down around the garden they go.
The dance moves are becoming stronger, her partner is smoking
and up around the front of the house they move.
Oh what a beautiful day.
They then make their way around to the side of the house
when all of a sudden
her dance partner stops !
Not understanding why her partner has stopped,
she throws the stupid wipper snipper to the ground
and walks away cursing.

By E.M.Rushton June 25 2015
just for fun
Eva Rushton Aug 2015
A brush of Autumn

Autumn feels so far away
Yet in my ear it whispered today
As it brushed by, I felt its breeze
Fresh and cool, It set me at ease

It is my favorite time ,of year
To wait for it , I can not bear
The frosted ground, so crisp and white
The sound of crickets , chirping at night

With leaves of yellow, orange and red
Upon the ground, they make their bed
My breath I see , in front of me
Alive I feel , my thoughts so free

Written by E.M.Rushton
Was a autumn  type day and fit felt so fresh
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