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David Moore Poem
The pitter-patter of the raindrops
When storm clouds come rolling in and lightning fills the sky
And the wind begins to blow as the sun waves its’ own goodbye
The pitter-patter of the raindrops as they begin dancing in the street
Not caring where they fall and not caring who they meet
One drop rolls down my forehead as rolls down my cheek
Each one so cold and wet and yet each one is so unique
They join their hands together as they cover the world below
They make the grasses greener and they make the flowers grow
My friend you’re like the raindrop that I catch upon my tongue
Of all the many raindrops I knew that you were the only one
That would chase away the thirst and the troubles from my past
I searched a million raindrops and found the perfect one at last
You make the grasses greener and the flowers start to grow
You are the perfect raindrop and you make happiness fill my soul
So when you hear the thunder and the rain begins to dance
Run out in the street and don’t miss your only chance
I thank God for the storm that brought a raindrop in my life
She chased away the dryness and she chased away the strife
To catch that perfect raindrop is a treasure all its own
One that stays with you forever and makes your heart her home
You can read more of my poems in my book The Writings of an invisible man. Its on amazon.com. You can also watch my video on youtube just search for hlhsdad39 to understand my story and why i write
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David Moore Poem
If you need a Lighthouse
Standing on a hill it shines a light for crews to see
Showing there’s a shore and the danger that is to be
The light is a beacon that can be seen from miles away
It takes away the darkness and turns the night to day
The flickering of its light as it rotates around its base
Takes away the fear and brings a smile to every face
It shines through the mist and the storms that come their way
It shows you the way to the dock and the safety of the quay
The beacon is from a lighthouse it brings peace of mind you see
Shining out in every direction there’s no charge because it’s free
It stands there so majestic and it doesn’t have to make a sound
Its light is its’ only power and keeps the ships from running aground
So if you’re lost at sea and you’re looking for the shore
Look for your lighthouse and the fears will be no more
I hope you have a lighthouse whose light is shining bright
To steer you away from trouble and through the darkest night
If you need a lighthouse I am here for you sweet friend
To give your soul some comfort because I have an ear to lend
My love is the light that shines for the entire world to see
The flickering of my light is there for you for all eternity
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David Moore Poem
Dreams
My vow to you Beverly is to give you my life
No matter the struggle no matter the strife
I give you my love and my life to the end
I got to say “I do” to my childhood friend
Our lives took a path that seemed never would touch
But God had a plan because he loved us so much
The paths ran parallel and at times far apart
But I never lost sight of the love in my heart
Not many people get to live out their dream
Most would have given up or at least it would seem
When we were little I wished you had given me a glance
Now thirty-two years later you finally gave me a chance
Now that we’re older and I look back over the years
At all of the troubles, the pain, and the tears
I’d do it all again if the end still turned out the same
As I see that big smile as you wear my last name
Being in your arms as we lie there in bed
So many thoughts seem to race through my head
As I drift off to sleep all my thoughts are of you
Now I’m a believer that your dreams will come true
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David Moore Poem
A Picnic on the Moon
If the sun doesn’t come up tomorrow and our time on earth is through
I can say I loved an angel and that angel you know was you
A cherubim without wings with a radiance all your own
I now know you are a blessing and I have reaped what I have sewn
Walking together hand in hand through the heavens up so high
Sharing a few smiles as we dance across the sky
Chasing away the clouds as we hurdle the mountain tops
Riding on the winds of time and hoping the ride never stops
Reaching up towards the heavens as I grab a star passing by
And have a picnic on the moon with a sparkle in my eye
Time will have no meaning as we sit there on the sand
As we gaze down on the earth while we hold each others hand
Waiting on a comet that will show us the way to heaven above
Spreading some joyful cheer in a mansion built on love
I was lucky to find an angel one that didn’t have wings
She made the colors of the rainbow and the other angels sing
So if the sun doesn’t come up tomorrow and my time on earth is done
I found an un-winged angel that I knew was the very one
That would hold my hand forever as we danced across the sky
Knowing we would share our lives forever in the heavens up so high
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David Moore Poem
The Heart of my Friend
The wings of the butterfly are painted so unique
With God painting them how am I to critique
So vivid and beautiful as they float on the air
Showing off their beauty but nothing to compare
The mountains out west are so majestic and tall
The colors are beautiful especially during the fall
When the sun rays hit them they show all their might
The colors so crimson when the sun goes down at night
The colors of the rainbow before and after the rain
Figuring out how God made it makes you wanna go insane
From the red to the purple I know God had a plan
He’s painted the world with a perfectionist hand
The heart of my friend is as beautiful as can be
Like the wings of the butterfly it shows her beauty
Like the mountains out west her colors so pretty at night
Like the beauty of the rainbow it’s reflected by the light
God’s touched my friends face with the tip of his brush
Her smile like a monet and her voice is so plush
You’ll understand one day if she ever lives in your heart
But I’m not sharing she’s more precious than art
There’s no other heart like my friends this is true
Her smile so amazing and her eyes so imbue
She’s one of Gods wonders and God sent her my way
I’m so blessed to have her in my heart every day
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David Moore Poem
Fathers Day
He began throwing me around I remember it quite well
Against a hard wall but he told people I fell
When all the abuse began I think I was barely five
By the time I was 18 I hated to be alive
The first memory of my step dad is when I called him by name
I already had a dad so calling him dad wasn't the same
I went up to hug him something me and my real dad had done
He told me "never to hug him real men don't hug son"
Sometimes he would hit me with his belt or a hand
I was being beaten so harshly by a very big man
I counted over 50 smacks with the belt the bruises you could see
But there was no one out there willing to help a child like me
He would scream at me for hours sometimes it wasn't quite fair
Then he would get mad at me more because I had a blank stare
Nothing I did was ever good enough for this man
Simple things like coloring, or speaking, or cleaning a pan
I was scared for my life because I knew when he got home
I was going to be hit or yelled at with a very loud tone
This man was a dictator you almost had to ask him to breathe
But I was only 7 years old and he knew I couldn't leave
My brother was born and he was the best thing since sliced bread
I was just a punching bag to dad that kept getting hit in the head
He stole my innocence something I'll never get back
My whole life’s been scarred from all the attacks
I was told over and over I wasn't worth a dime
So I was wanting to die I was just biding for time
I was forced to grow up with the help of a stick
Even now when we talk I almost get sick
My mom let this happen so she is as much to blame
What they did to a Childs spirit that has never been the same
Many times as a child growing up I dreamed of killing this man
But I was so scared of this guy and I couldn't come up with a plan
The hatred I feel from what I had lost as a child
Still haunts me this day and when he suffers I smile
God please help me and take away the pain from my past
Because it's killing me slowly and I know I won't last
The pain in my gut when I'm around him is great
That's probably why I stay so busy and put so much on my plate
My story goes on and I probably should close
Oh yeah I forget the SOB almost broke my nose
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David Moore Poem
I Drank
I drank away my future and I drank away my past
I drank away the anger in hopes it will not last
I drank away the suffering in hopes it fades away
I drank away the night and I drank away the day
I drank away my memories that seem to come and go
I drank away the pain I felt and times of feeling low
I drank away the sorrow and the tears I cry and night
I drank away the hurt and scars I know that it’s not right
I drank away the agony that I’ve known through out my years
I drank away the frustration and I drank away my fears
I drank away the family that caused the pain you see
I drank away my childhood and I drank away the me
This is my prayer for you my friend don’t let it go on to long
Give to God your vices the ones you know are wrong
If you wait to long like me my friend it’s harder to break the chain
Drinking only masks the sorrow and it only masks the pain
Don’t hide behind the bottle because its clear and all can see
Don’t hide behind the past and don’t hide behind the me
The me is a representation of all the things you hate
Take it from a drunkard with God it’s never to late
So when the time comes and you feel the urge to drink
I hope this poem reminds you and I hope it makes you think
These words from a drinker I know the pain you flee
God can take it from you he saved a wretch like me
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David Moore Poem
Riding the Wings of Angels
Released like a dove to the heavens my soul is free at last
No more pain or sorrow, just memories of my past
What once seemed such a distance when I looked up to the sky
Now I’m riding the wings of angels as I wave and say goodbye
My mansion now awaits, the sidewalks paved with gold
The sign out front said vacant but now the sign says sold
I enter through the gates the beauty amazing and so surpassed
I’m sitting at the feet of Jesus as I get to touch his face at last
I know your hearts are heavy and I know your souls must grieve
Just know there’s a place in heaven if you only just believe
Rejoice my friends in knowing we will be together again it’s true
When you ride the wings of angels and until then I say adieu.
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David Moore Poem
Sitting on a park bench watching the children play
Lost and alone how does he make it through the day
A bottle by his side that’s hidden from eyes that see
Wishing the day would end but no one hears his plea
Homeless by choice and a drunkard by trade
His mind in turmoil and his heart so dismayed
Sad and alone the man’s life needs some reprieve
The man gets up slowly he’s decided to leave
The worry and misery has gotten too much
He misses his children and his wife’s daily touch
They died in a car wreck running from the abuse
His drinking was to blame along with a very short fuse
He walked away from the bench with a tear in his eye
He’s at his wits end so he gives death a try
No one will miss him or at least that’s what he thinks
He’s merely a homeless, beaten down man that drinks
He runs into the street screaming and yelling it’s the end
But before he got hit an Angel God did send
He was knocked to the ground saved by Gods grace
When the shock wore off he recognized the face
The face of the Angel was that of his wife
She was sent at that moment to save the mans life
She told him she forgave him it was part of Gods plan
She said she loved him dearly and would see him again
As fast as she appeared she was gone with the wind
The man broke down crying for the Angel God sent
He realized he was loved the drinking fogged up his mind
He was going through life as though he was blind
At that very moment he got up from the street
Dusting off his clothes he’s no longer in defeat
He threw down the bottle and thanked God above
For sending an Angel the one he did love
So now when he sits to watch the children play
He reads his Bible to help get him through the day
Now God’s by his side and he lets the world see
That God saved a wretch and God heard his plea
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Thank you mommy for keeping me safe while you could
But I couldn’t stay in there forever even though you preferred that I would
You knew I was sick even before I was born
You told me you were scared and at night you would mourn
You hummed a sweet song and so soft and so low
Even then you knew what would make me feel safe and comfort me so
The day has come when I have to try on my own
Even though I don’t know if I will ever go home
There’s this sharp pain in my chest I hope it ends quick
It makes me grasp for a breath and it’s making me sick
The odds are not great but God will see me through
My skin doesn’t look normal my skin is so blue
The pumps and the meds with the pokes and the prods
Is my daily routine along with a prayer to my God
My mom so worried I think it’s a shame
She won’t leave my side because she thinks she’s to blame
CHD’s don’t care what class, the rich or the poor
At the end of the day you’ll be on your knees on the floor
Praying to your God to give you another day
But as it always happens he always has his way
I know It may not be what mom or I want
But I get a few more hours with help from a shunt
There’s a hole in my chest because the swellings so great
I no longer look human and we all have to wait
We have to wait to see if I live or if I die
My parents are crying now you know the reason why
Things all went silent as I reached for the sky
I looked up to see Jesus with a tear in his eye
Not because he wasn’t happy to see me I know
But because my mom’s heart is broken and it’s hurting her so
She thinks to herself was there something she could have done
But there’s nothing that can change me I’ll always be her son
I love you mommy and I’m okaythere's no more sickness or pain
No more medicines or needles, and no one’s to blame
I’m wrapped in his arms until the day that you die
When you see Jesus with a tear in his eye
For you see you are home and we are together you see
And nothing can separate us it’s just you and just me
And we will be here forever and I prefer that we would
Thank you mommy for keeping me safe while you could
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