Jean Smiley Poems

Noise,
Is a cruel ruler
Who is always imposing
Curfews,
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Thumping,
Pitter pat,
Wondering
Where it's at,
...

Love is a ripple upon the lake,
And the swaying flowers,
That lie in its wake.
A Mother, s touch, a baby, s sigh.
...

Its rainy profusely out,
As sweet memories of you flourish,
As it pound above me, on the roof top and hit
Against the windowpane,
...

I, ve dreamt in my life, dreams
That have stayed with me
And changed my ideas:
They have gone through and through me, Like wine through water,
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The sun turns a key in a lock each day
As soon as it crawls out of bed.

Light swings open a door
...

The foundation for greatness,
Is always built upon this foundation:
The Ability
To appear, Speak and Act
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The moon came to me last night,
With a sweet question.
She said,
The sun has been my faithful lover,
...

How did the rose
Ever open its heart

And give to the world,
...

Only

That Illuminated
One
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