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My Magic Beans

What a magical world it would be, 
If a magic bean could be found by me. 

I would not just keep it for myself, I'd share with my loves ones too, 
And turn their skies from gray to blue. 

They would awaken to find their health has improved, 
And I know that their spirits will all be moved. 

My magic bean would also help my fears, 
And rid me of pain and eyes of tears. 

Oh where oh where can I find this bean, 
I promise I'll wash it and keep it clean. 

Under my bed and in my closet I'll look, 
Maybe it's hidden between the pages of a book .

But thats okay because knowing it is out there,
All my fantasies I will continue to share. 

By: Debra Baviello
Date: January 27, 2015

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Walking Alone

I used to wish I made a difference in his ife, 
I thought it possible, since I was labeled his wife. 

But it is sad to admit that I'm just being used, 
I'm constantly treated poorly and verbally abused. 

I have lost the joy of waking everyday, 
Now in my spare time I quietly pray. 

I ask for strength to be strong and make it stop,
But when comes home from work, my heart will drop.

Nervousness and feeling constant fear is all I know, 
He always hurts me emotionally,  it feels like a hard blow. 

At his feet I beg to have that life I deserve and need, 
But he tells me I'm selfish and full of greed. 

Why does he see me in such a bad light, 
I began to pray that my soul is taken during the night. 

But the morning comes and I deal with another day, 
Of sadness and listening to the harsh words that he'll say. 

I walk alone in this world of sadness and misery,
No one knows what I deal with because I'll never let them see.

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Missing You

At night I dream of flying in the sky, 
Looking down at the world as I slowly fly. 

It's beautiful to watch the oceans so blue, 
The rainbows, butterflies and than I see you. 

You always catch my eyes with your handsome sweet face, 
I know in my dreams it's alright to be in your space. 

I know it is not real or even slightly true. 
It is okay with me because that's when I see you. 

With my eyes closed and my heart beating fast, 
I wish I would have stayed with you, but thats all in the past. 

I should have never let you leave and walk away, 
Because now my life has no color, it is just gray.

I will just continue to see you while I sleep, 
Even though my heart will always hurt and weep. 

One more night I'll wish to see you. 
It's the only time my skies are blue.

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The Truth About My Mother

I would love to start of my poem about my mom, using words that refer to us having a bond,
However, words like embarrassment, hurt and definitely other words come to mind that are not so fond,

These are the words that come to mind when I tell about the woman who raised me,
As I continue to explain about her, you will see why I always wanted to flee.

She was the type of mom that always made me feel ugly inside and out,
She did not enjoy seeing me happy but preferred seeing me cry and pout.

I was humiliated, screamed at, hit, belittled and more,
I even had my stuff in my bedroom thrown to the floor.

She told me everything was my fault and that I did nothing right,
I hated to wake up in the morning and see the daylight.

We watched my father grow ill and I prayed she would change,
Instead it made her more cruel and more deranged.

My father was ill for many years and I knew why he was afraid to say goodbye,
All he worried about was my mother and this made me cry.

My husband decided it was time to let him pass the right way,
By making a promise we would take care of mom, sadly he passed away the next day.

We are now doing the right thing by upholding our words we said,
Even though deep inside the pain causes me to cry to sleep in bed.

My mother has humbled, maybe she has seen the light,
Or maybe knowing our sacrifices is always in her sight.

We will be building an upstairs for her to live, her own entrance she will need,
My promise to my dad I will fulfill, I say he'll be proud of me, in God's Speed.

I pray at night to give me faith because I hope my mom will be better,
I want to be able to share it with everyone in a poem or a, letter.

If she does not change and continues to remain the same,
I still say I did the right thing and there is no one to blame.

Debra Baviello
12/22/15

This poem is dedicated to my father. I miss him so much.

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My Father, My Hero

He was my hero when I was a child, 
His way with words were never harsh, always mild. 

He taught me how to live and have a pure heart, 
This he showed me from the very start. 

I felt he was too easy because he never took a stand, 
But as I grew older, I realized that's what he planned. 

He needed to be caring and the parent that would listen, 
Each time I spoke to him, his eyes would always glisten. 

Now that I am a mother and have a daughter myself, 
I learned from him how to make her feel special, never just on the shelf. 

He showed me how to be very good hearted sometimes, too much, 
But it helped me to keep my loved ones close in my clutch.

Each day that passes I realize what he helped me become, 
I'll always be full of love and emotions, never numb. 

My hero is my father but he passed away, 
I will always love you and I miss you everyday.

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The Ones I Have Lost

As I go through my day, they are by my side, 
Following me, watching me and also being my guide. 

These are the angels of my loved ones that passed, 
When I know their near me,  I want this feeling to last. 

I never had much family, separated by distance, 
Sometimes I felt like my world was of non-existence. 

The few I loved so much and held so dear, 
My grandfather, grandmother and father are no longer here.

But when I smell my dads cologne or hear grandmas voice in my ears, 
I hold in my heart their near me and it rids me of fears. 

I certainly must say there is not a day that goes by, 
That I do not think of them and softly cry. 

I always pray that they will visit me while I sleep, 
Dreaming of them is a wonderful feeling that goes so deep. 

I'll miss you everyday until I am no longer on earth,
When I see you all again, it will be like a rebirth.

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You Broke My Heart Ep

Today is Valentines Day, the day lovers enjoy to share, 
They stare into each others eyes and run fingers through each others hair.

But sadly I do not share in their excitement they feel, 
Because you broke my heart and the pain is so real. 

We used to spend all of our days and nights together,
I remember the picnics we would have on the beach in the beautiful weather.

All that changed the day you said you stopped loving me, 
And you said that you felt smothered and wanted to be free.

I pray every night in bed that you will love me again, 
And I put my feelings in words when I write with my pen. 

I know it won't happen and you will never return to my live, 
You broke my heart so bad and I thought I was going to be your wife. 

Nothing that happens on this day will put a smile on my face, 
You broke my heart into pieces and it's such a disgrace.


Debra Baviello
February 20, 2015

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Unfaithful

In the dark I sit and think of what I have done, 
It will look worse in the morning, in the light of the sun. 

I did not know I could make such a mess, 
But tonight did nothing except cause me stress. 

I see him in the distance kissing her lips, 
And watching his hands touch her hips, 

It tore me apart, I needed to hurt him back, 
I ran to my car and took out my jack, 

Smashing his car windows felt so great to do, 
And I was so careful, he don't have a clue, 

I drove back home as fast as I can,
Thinking of him, what a horrible man. 

I opened my door and sat in the dark, 
I heard him come home, our dog began to bark. 

He was so mad about the damage that was done, 
Little does he know, I was the one. 

Tomorrow I'll pack his bags and tell him to go, 
He does not deserve me, but I will miss him so.

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What Do They See

Growing up as a child I used to want to know what do they see,
 when my friends and family look at me. 

Do they see a girl who pretends to smile, 
Or someone who just lingers for a while. 

I used to look in the mirror and stare in my eyes, 
Wishing to see rainbows and butterflies. 

But to my confirmation, that's not what I saw, 
Instead I saw a girl with her heart on the floor. 

All I wanted was to be noticed by the people around me, 
Instead they only saw someone that they didn't want to see. 

To this day I am trying to put my feelings aside, 
Even though it is so hard and I hurt inside. 

I will continue to smile and pretend to be glad, 
When the truth is, I'm always so sad

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Gathering Dust

As I open the door to look at all the things I must go through,
I realize that most of them remind me of you.

They were once neatly in a pile but now they fell all around,
All over my desk, the table and some on the ground.

I have saved them in a special order for all of these years,
But looking at them now only brings me sadness and tears.

I know I must let go of the past and aim for new things,
Especially since you are in heaven flying with your beautiful wings.

Gathering dust and taking up space is what they have done,
I know I should take time to organize them one by one.

But instead I take a deep breathe and close the door as I leave,
I cannot imagine throwing anything out, for you I still grieve.

Debra Baviello
February 26, 2015