Author: ryanmentock
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My Beautiful Baby
A lullaby for my daughter, Josephine. My beautiful baby, Josephine. I love you, and everything, That you do, your sisters, too,We are all so proud of you. My beautiful baby, Josephine. I love you, and everything, That I do, will be for you,You’re a dream that has come true.
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The Next Patient
I wrote this ballad to describe a situation many primary care providers face every day. Every provider carries the weight of the problems for all of their patients and the memories last their entire careers, but they still move on, maintain their composure, and do their best for the next patient. The story is written…
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A Letter to My Son: 4 Years Later
I miss you. I think about you a lot. I talk to you when nobody else is around so I don’t seem crazy. I see kids who would’ve been born around the same time as you and I imagine how you’d look and act and sound. You have the most beautiful eyes in my dreams….
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Rae
A lullaby for my daughter, Micheala. Micheala Rae,That’s what they’ll say, When you walk in the room. Micheala Rae, Every day, I love you. [Instrumental Break, Then Repeat]
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One Year Ago
One Year Ago I’ve learned things,That I didn’t know,On this day,One year ago. How you’re loved,How you’ve grown,Since that day,One year ago. How I’ve tried,To make time slow.Seems yesterday,One year ago. There’s just so much,I wouldn’t know,But for that day,One year ago. Happy birthday, little girl. Samantha’s Response Tc ydrrTFDXCgtxcccccccccccccccccccxv cv x e m;ZLE005AZA4eer{¿(Uh V…
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A Letter to My Son: 3 Years Later
I was going to write a poem this time, just to keep it different. That reminded me of when your aunt was in Cameroon for a long time and I sent her 100 letters. It took me two years and each one had a piece from a jigsaw puzzle and something I thought she’d enjoy…
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So Much Time
So Much Time A baby at 5,Sitting on the bricks.You have so much time,And you spend it selling sticks. A kid at 10,Writing his own name.You have so much time,And you spend it playing games. A boy at 15,Playing with a ball.You have so much time,And you spend it against a wall. A loser at…
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A Letter to My Son: 2 Years Later
Your sister is beautiful. She was born last November. She smiles all the time. She sleeps through the night. She gets quieter when she cries. People keep telling me that we have the perfect baby. She is so happy, so smiley, so pretty, so cute. They say we’re lucky to have such a reasonable and…
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Before Too Long
Before Too Long I wrote this with intentions that it would be much longer, but I stopped when I realized the point had been made already. It reminds me of a walk in the rain with my little girl and I hope you like it! You held the tree softly,Like you thought you would break it.Telling…
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Nobody Else
Nobody Else I made a promise,I don’t know to who.I could probably break it,Because nobody elseSeems to know that I made it. But I know what I said,And I tell the truth.So I’ll keep my promise,Because nobody elseCould’ve heard it, but you.