jim foulk

Rookie (july 7,1943 / des moines iowa)

Poems of jim foulk

41. Golden Roses 1/2/2007
42. Good Ole Days 12/31/2006
43. Hearts Can 4/7/2007
44. His Pure Love 4/6/2007
45. How Can I Tell You 4/10/2007
46. I Asked the Voice 1/6/2007
47. I Give you a Rose 12/21/2006
48. I'll see her face again 12/17/2006
49. I'm seeing 12/14/2006
50. In Between 12/17/2006
51. January Twenty-Third 1/23/2007
52. Judy 12/14/2006
53. Life Is Like A Pathway 2/16/2007
54. Life on Hold 4/12/2007
55. Life's Journey 4/7/2007
56. Light Blub and the Candle 4/11/2007
57. Little Fly 12/17/2006
58. Lonely am I 12/14/2006
59. Long hair dogs 12/17/2006
60. Loving You Always 4/26/2007

Poems are part of me

Poems are part of me, until
I become part of them.
I have to write, what I hear, see and feel.

When poems are written, the world shall stop
and listen to what was said,
as a poet, I hope it's not a flop.

When ever I die, the poem will live on,
always read, always praised,
long after I'm gone.

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