James Timothy Jarrett Poems

Every day I slumber and as I do the life of
light and love and laughter passes silently
by.My world of eternal sleep and shadowed
night is frequented by the wraiths of the
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The wind gently blows
cooling ivory skin

In it's breeze
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Slowly circling chains

forged with deceit,
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Her juices drip

From my lips
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She doesn’t care

If I think about her
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There is a place within your heart

that is reserved
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Days gone bye
That I can never
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That little pink lunch box

Looks empty
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Maybe I have nothing to say today

But you won't accept that
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I saw her again, there at the hospital
Her hair had begun to silver in early autumn
She was no longer the child
That I had tried to protect, but a grown woman
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