JAMES T. ADAIR Poems

This morning brought a blessing
Unexpected was it's grace
That I first felt in my heart
and which radiated to my face
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You're hot and cold
you turn on a dime
you do it often
you do it all the time
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Take a rock and throw it up at the moon
all of life passes to soon
before we figure out we're dying
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I imagine your love is more precious than gold
the sweetest love that's ever been told
A love that could never be sold
a love so bold it could never grow cold
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She's in my heart forever
But I know I have to let her go
reminded by the first sign of Winter
Beautiful snowflake
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Out across the field of corn
sits a scarecrow
his clothes tatterd and worn
on his face he wears a perpetual frown
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Your words are as powerful
as I belive your soul to be gentle
and this is why I sit by the water's edge
and watch the amber and magenta leaves turn in the updraft
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An innocent boy dies
his death is untimely
and difficult to understand
Seems to be a life too short
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I think I'll know when love is true
It will not only be what you say
But will echo in the things you do
and love will be felt through and through
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Spirits are waning
there's no use in explaining
I'm lost and alone inside
My hopes are draining
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