Dwayne Bailey Poems

My dearest loving grandson,
how I miss you so much;
Even though you can not see me,
or feel my loving touch;
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Age is creeping up on me,
with the speed of time;
What have I got to show,
for this life of mine?
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Today is day number two,
my son still has not come home;
he's only sixteen years old,
Im sure his wild oats he's sowen.
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Well the waitings finally over,
my Son is home safe and alive;
We had to travel 300 miles in a blizzard,
total white out conditions, yet we all survived.
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Harken to me oh wandering mind,
and not unto this world of lies;
Store up no treasure here on earth,
for you cant take them with you when you die.
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To live my life for me, and no one else,
To put me first in all my affairs;
In a sense is to make myself a God,
and that I would'nt care;
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It is time to get ready for bed,
once again I kneel and pray;
Thank you Oh Lord for the blessing,
of making it through another day.
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As we are drawing ever closer,
to the end of another year;
2008 will soon be upon us,
with new hopes and dreams and fears.
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I hear his voice calling me in the morning;
I hear his voice calling me at noon;
And when Im ready to go to bed at night,
I hear him calling me, calling me.
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One can be in a prison,
and yet free to walk down the street;
Blind to the beauty of the things they see,
or the people they meet.
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