Have a grateful heart
happy thankful in awe
All I can say
I'm love with you
Always
and all that I Am
You have placed me on path
I know whose I am
I am yours always
Oh, Lord God I am in Love with you often and always
8/11/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2023
I offen soffen neether content nor intent,
eether explicit or implicit about
devices to rearrange things in
the Care-ah-beein Sea or
pahkin karz at Hahvad
in Bostin.
I wish you well
Offen
Emotions do tell
Sell
Your no caring self
What is left?
Offen
I wish you well
8/29/20
written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2020 ©
Shallow Waters Raindrops Fall---
Shallow waters;
Offen I just walk on by;
I see myself flying;
Falling from the sky;
Shallow waters raindrops fall;
1/23/19
MISERY---
Upon my knee;
I pray for relief;
I feel the pangs and pains;
...of misery
Offen my eyes shed tears;
Tears that run towards my ears;
Found in those fears;
Engulfing me in shear...misery
Compelling me;
In a state of accomplish anxiety;
Premature human depravity;
I state feelings of great distress;
Hardships anguish tormented angst;
I pray for relief;
I feel the pangs and pains;
...of misery
My sin place me in my own distress and discomfort;
Pains brought on by my bad choices
Afflictions, misfortune;
Sorrow's burdens;
Hardships tribulation;
Runs amok through the nations;
Humanity torment melancholy;
Unrighteous low spirits;
Sorrow burdens woe
I feel the pangs and pains;
...of misery
12/29/18
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Rest Before Bed
I burnt the coffee
Brown the bread
Stirring offen
While in bed
Read the book
Watching it on TV
While drinking Lipton Tea
Closed ranged
Brown the sound
Now imaged in my brain
Those violent scenes
Running upside down
Bound by detention
Oh! my did mention
I offen
Have toasted wheat bread
While drinking hot tea
Reading a book watching television
......... watching what's on Seinfeld
2/5/18
by James Edward Lee Sr.
Little Red Haired Girl
There is felling you get- when you meet- the right one.
It's hard to explain and even harder to fight.
So scarey for some they offen take flight.
At some point in life we all start to break down,
for all it is different,due to all that surrounds.
I was told of the butterflies,that flew inside you,
and I want you to know their inisde me too.
There's a feeling for most who experience love.
a feeling of fear or of need, to be loved.
So long ago when my hair still brown,
We'd jump on a bus and ride around town.
Just kids, we were both, with so much to learn.
before seperate lives and bridges to burn.
I never forgot when you looked in my eyes.
never was good at telling you lies.
Now time it has marched escaping us both.
and hopefully it slows as our paths have crossed.
And maybe We'll see what we could have now lost
RJM 2013
for You, Linda
We offen do ponder the birds that will fly, the ground at our feet, the sun in the sky.
Lies like rocks, we cast in the pond, the larger the stone, the more chaos is shown.
Much like the tracks we leave in the dirt, that soon will be blown right from this earth
The day that it comes, thy sunset receds, don't fear what proceeds, nor fall to your knees.
The birds that will fly far from the nest, thy memories shall grant them comfort and rest.
In this we do see how free we can be, and in that we are granted, immortality.