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Ooh Lord Give me time to pen a verse

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Ooh Lord Give me time to pen a verse

Ooh Lord,
Lost between files, forgotten in daily schedules
slipping away  in the daily humdrum of dear life
 and quietly  ebbing from  my mind is  a verse.
Of the warm embrace of the yellow orb that attends my mornings,
And of the friendly chatter and heavy pats that at times encapsulate my afternoons,
Of the sounds of lowing of cattle with their clanging bells that I yearn for in my evening, sauntering from the rolling hills yonder into the open kraals besides the warm smoking huts, 
And of the patter patter of the of the pearly ocean waves, quietly muffling the hooting madness to gently lull me in my nights.
Or better still of that first warm smile replete with promise, or that parting embrace heavy with looming tear,
Or of gentle pets and carefree laughter in the lush park, or one of a forlorn bench beside a moat of solitude.


 Give me time 
Before the tender caress of the yellow orb no longer thaws my frame,
And the friendly chatter is quieted to soft sobs,
The heavy pats emasculated to pale caresses of loss,
The lowing of cattle is supplanted by solemn sermon,
The clanging bells begin tolling atop a turret 
and the soft patter patter eases in to  the unbroken still of placid waters


To pen a verse
Before a warm  smile I can no longer partake,
And a sad embrace and the welling tear no longer prick a steely heart,
And a cold frame is no longer attuned to gentle touches   and gaily laughter 
Before busy schedules ebb away, deadlines fleet, and files dissipate,
Before waters yonder muffle the humdrum  of a busy life,
Till only the dregs of a forlorn bench besides the moat of disappointment
quietly attended by all the time I should have penned a verse, is all that remains,
Ooh lord give me time to pen a verse.

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  1. Date: 6/6/2012 6:17:00 AM
    When I click on one of your poems I know it will be amazing Festus. Thank you for sharing your words with us. I hope all is well with you and yours. I will stop back again soon. Love, Carol

  1. Date: 2/29/2012 8:44:00 PM
    OOO... WELLL SAID AND DONE..THANK YOU 4 SHARING, ALWAYS~PD

  1. Date: 2/29/2012 8:48:00 AM
    He gave it to you