Best Sq Poems

At mothers’ knees, let children learn
of simple kindness; let us turn
away from hate and love with ease.
Let children learn at mothers’ knees.

In word and deed, let men be wise.
Their actions seen by children’s eyes
can change our world, and this we need!
Let men be wise in...

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I wake up at the break of dawn
stretching, I stifle a huge yawn
then fumble for my coffee cup
at the break of dawn I wake up

I must prepare a little snack
and pack it into my rucksack
For my days out in the fresh air
a little snack I...

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Painting by Leonid Afremov



Older, I grow each birth of dawn,
then, more when sun has set and gone.
My soul feels mirth, days come and go.
Each birth of dawn, older, I grow.

On shifting shore, I lightly tread
in fear of what might lie ahead.
I pray my strength will...

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"And when you stand praying, if you hold anything against anyone, forgive him, so that your Father in heaven may forgive you your sins" (Mark 11:25)


The air was still, the morning misty cold,
and birds were singing melodies sweetly loud;
I shook off my dreamy dream and...

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Winter is here it starts to snow 
People are cosy by fireside glow
Christmas time brings fun and cheer 
It starts to snow winter is here.

Flowers now bloom it must be spring
Song birds happy they start to sing
We've left behind the winters gloom
It must be spring...

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  Midway on vacation spree he looked in my eyes
    Dancing to velvet ballads playing in reprise
      Hues of azure twilight through swaying maple tree
        He looked in my...

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As I pace the corridor, I cry tears of joy
Patiently, I await...is it a girl, is it a boy 
My wife went into labor, at a quarter to four 
I cry tears of joy, as I pace the corridor 

Her hand in mine, as I...

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June is for daddy it's his day                                      ...

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I recall June dreams beyond seasons' past
which bring me down lanes where old guitars  waft ;
his fingers twanging notes, our laughter screams   
   beyond seasons' past... I recall June dreams.

This man I adore as  God’s prized token,
grunts at fairy...

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My porch is lush with colored hues,
I have white, pinks, purple and blues;
love it in the early dawn hush,
with colored hues, my porch is lush.

Green herbs tumble from brown clay pots,
my creeping jenny is in knots;
bright wild blooms grow in a jumble,
from brown clay...

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In mornings I do not tax my brain
Grateful to lord to raise me again
I sip tea in the garden adornings
I do not tax my brain in mornings

As I have a set routine in the chain
I zoom off for a golfing campaign
18 holes keep up my...

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You are the mistress of the night
in red, yellow, orange or white,
not just like some distant star.
Of the night, mistress, you are.

So many shapes and forms you take
with faces at the Earth you make
and from your light there are moonscapes.
Take you so many forms and...

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Theme: Forgiveness 

On the cross, He was forsaken,
My Jesus, His life was taken,
All His gains, He counted them loss,
He was forsaken on the cross;

He wailed in pain in the darkness,
Death He faced in its starkness,
For all my sins, He was slain,
In the darkness, He wailed...

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I see in your glaring eyes, you’ve an inferno of anger within, 
the tongue splutters words of vitriolic mind like acid rain.
From wild fire the sane senses turning to ember ashes rise,
you’ve an inferno of anger within, I see in your glaring eyes. 

I don’t...

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The Path of God

The path of God is a tightrope, walk with caution 
with only belief to keep your balance, but fear not son
in the face of the winds of distraction and discord, that is all you need to cope
walk with caution, the path of...

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