James McLain Poems

How do I know you still love me?
It is summer now, turning to fall and
Blankets of snow now surround me.
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Knowing you well left a hole in my heart
Some how you knew just how that I felt
And feeling the way that you knew that I felt
Will we both know the end when it comes
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I spoke words unspoken, that I spoke for you.
Words of love, words of hope I spoke for you,
I'm all but moving still.
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On the cusp of life that one called life,
Youth all shared, shall have it's say;
Open or shut a dying man grows blind.
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It's not the meat around it,
Dog's don't complain.
Why does God?
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What is the source of authority,
Is it your God?
How do you know that it feels good if you lie or claim
That you never did it.
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In a wood that's lush and deep and green I sat,
Looking at a path that leads from left to right.
A single lonely figure that was I, and here the fog
Was moist and warm and white.
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Do no go into that bright light that waits.
For all whom cross that finish line and start
This life again.
Yes it burns,
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In a wood that's lush and deep and green I sat,
Looking at a path that leads from left to right.
A single lonely figure that was I, and here the fog
Was moist and warm and white.
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