George Wootton Poems

When just a babe I was protected by my mothers watchful eyes,
ever vigilant for any danger she was there should need arise.
She fed me when I hungered, changed me when I was soiled
and through my childhood cared for me, through night and day she toiled.
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Once upon a fairy tale a girl set longing gaze,
She dreamed of knights on chargers
And a prince to fill her days.
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J: Just because it thrills me so to hear your angel voice
and just to know I’m yours because long ago you made that choice.
Just your gentle touch at night takes away the daily cares
and gives me strength to face tomorrow if you’ll just be with me there.
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Oh regal crown what brow is this
that fiery thorn doth pierce.
What tear doth well in bleeding eye
for soul of man to shield.
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The old lighthouse on yonder reef still stands
warning pilgrims of the dangers in unseen lands.
Death lurks for the unwary pilgrims here
as ships drive onward toward destruction so near.
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What man can tell what wondrous beauties
have past but once this way
unseen by human eye because
t’was closed in sleep at end of day.
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Many years ago when just a boy
I would go outside to play with some toy.
I could be in the pasture or down by the creek
or perhaps in the trash dump, for more playthings to seek.
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Until death us do part was the promise we made
through happiness and heartbreak together we stay.
No goodbyes or farewells or 'I don't love you anymore',
no, 'I now love another more exciting than before'.
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For Judy, my wife, on our seventeenth Valenversary

Love is such a tender thing
Like the daffodils in early spring.
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Whose children are these that wander the street?
Have they no home where they can safely find sleep?
Who are their parents and have they no love
for the greatest gift ever from our Father above?
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