Best Sign Language Poems

With all the time on my hands, I gave my hands one job.
 My Hands   -The Artist-

My hands paint everything in my life
they...

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E Pluribus Unum ~  Out Of Many, One

[Author's note: E Pluribus Unum is a traditional motto of the United 
States, but the scope of...

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The smoke is a question mark...
My view of you is covered in gray
You pause, look back, then walk away
You’ve neglected to open your umbrella…

Tomorrow, under...

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Today while we were celebrating Mother's Day at a restaurant, my daughter shared the following story with me.

"I was with Daddy on the plane coming...

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I loved sailing upon the blue sea, and I was never too far from it,
As one who knows sweet cravings, is seldom far from chocolates.

In...

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Revolving around LOVE indeed… 
that’s life as glanced by our special child
blessed by God*, the source of precious breath
and the author of wondrous existence…
Such is...

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“I love you, dearest daughter.”
Sweet melody of my mother’s care
Along her nurturing, comforting concern
Still reverberates in my heart… always inspiring.

“I love you, darling girl.”
Assuring lyric...

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I’d like too invite all to be my guest
a dine of mindfulness and rhyme digest 
a week of conflict now victory blessed 
standing united to...

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we came from different worlds
cowboy boots and motorcycle
she carried pen and paper as did i
hers was to communicate with the world
mine was the labor in...

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Driving and thinking of my friends that are gone.

I weep for them because they have died to soon.

But they come to me alive and free...

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We really thought this was virgin soil
When we sailed upon this land so vast
As we drifted into a secluded cove
Thought we'd stumbled upon the past

Natives...

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Our fortified camp is well out of range of arrow, or gun shot, except the rear flank,
of course the Shoshone are reputed to be deficient...

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You ask, Do I believe in miracles? Have I seen healing outside the Bible?
Is the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit accessible –
To me and you,...

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As we wait for Cruzzatte to anchor the boats
and bring along the men with pull sleds for the carcasses
a teenage Indian boy on a brown...

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