j l price Poems

Toss a bottle into a stream
just where does it go?
The moving water takes
it in the direction of the current.
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This piece is about smiling and its aimed straight at me
there are hidden smiles inside that I want you all to see
My first smile should come in the morn: I’m still alive!
Its a powerful little expression that shows how I feel inside
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He went to the mail box wondering what had come
He became more excited; even started to run!
He jerked open the mail box and gave it a stare
He just could not believe there was nothing there!
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There are people all around
They are walking up & down
The streets, the mall or at a game
Yet inside, I always feel the same
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When things around you seem to go wrong
Your spirit is weakened, and you’re not (so) strong
Through personal and or family situations
Through issues with jobs or other temptations
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I choose to reach out maybe touch some I’ll never meet
Deep inside it’s my reward—it’s a self fulfilling treat
This type of writing will never give me mass appeal
That’s ok for me; it’s just me keeping things real
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In the eve of night, as dusk finally gives way to darkness, your tiny light first appears. You give us a show of light for the next several
hours. Oh, what a sight it is! For those of us who grew up in the
country, it is reminiscent because you spent so many evenings outside. Your true message is: summertime is here. Catch a firefly in your hand watch their tiny light glow. Allow them to use your finger as a runway and watch them take off. The firefly is not a speed merchant and it’s by design. When you observe many of them together their proximity to each other creates one of natures most beautiful and serene events.
Firefly, Firely
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My quiet Spirit is something that I always keep within
Sometimes you are judged by it and you just can’t win
A quiet spirit many times will keep people away
They will talk about you and act as if things are okay
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