Christmas April Poems

April 9th, 2024 would be ninety fifth birthday poem for dearly departed papa

The following words crafted soon after the soul of me daddy set adrift...

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In the glass of January, I found sanctuary,
A sip of new beginnings, a common melody.
Gulped down resolutions, though they proved fake,
Choked on cut ties, decisions...

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April 9th, 2023 birthday poem for dearly departed papa

Borne aloft into the netherland
the body bearing thee soul   
of Boyce Brandon Harris
birth name given...

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April filled with love
Pretty blue skies with big clouds
Rain will bring a bath
Iris and flowers will grow
Lovely gardens springing up...

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January…new year, new me.
Met you and now I’m happy. 
We watched the ball drop and kissed at midnight.


My February Valentine
hearts and flowers because you’re mine
as...

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The Showers fall gently
giving all plants a drink
it is watering time
pretty flowers in pink
wow back ground of key lime  



The Showers fall gently
are they...

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vi. etching, detailing (ala fresco),
vii. plus trimming living room ceiling,
viii. shingling (while fiddling) on the roof,
ix. tiling the kitchen floor,
x. building a cistern for brethren,
xi....

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I might not take you through the snow
In a one-horse open sleigh
But I must surely let you know
How I feel for you this Christmas day

There...

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April is a wonderful spring month                   ...

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April 9th, 2021 birthday poem for dearly departed papa

Elysian fields embraced dada's soul
which rocketed into aerospace
(courtesy General Electric satellite)
just a tad more'n six months ago,
nevertheless...

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On a cool and breezy April eve,
I lay down and welcomed sleep,
With no intention al all to dream.
But somewhere in a lofty keep,
Where it seems...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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Dearest Tree:


Ah, my sweet white tree,
That's on day and night.
Keeps my soul full of hope.
And, yes shields me from fright!


I wear a soft, glittery mask
To...

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Still Daylight
In the Dark

The days are gathering…
dust, 
and so am I. 
Not intentionally, 
but metaphorically. 

I longed to have more time. 
I dreamed I could...

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Rain

As I set here quiet, 
I gather my thoughts. 
I pray without the pomp...
of a beginning or an end. 
As He is always with me....

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