jim foulk Poems

Someday I'm going to
leave this old world,
going to leave it behind.
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Let me drift my love,
into your heart, and let me tell you,
our love is like,
a blowing snow drift,
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School days seemed
to last for ever,
when in the spring-
time of our life.
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One day as I was walking,
down the road so fair,
I spotted a rock,
just laying there.
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I will climb this mountain
cross islands of despair,
crawl over barren deserts
until I reach your heart my dear.
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oh, Iowa your green rolling hills,
to be back here, brings my heart thrills,
my child hood was spent here
many memories have I, that are very dear.
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Poetry is looking,
at a flower and,
seeing the beauty
hidden within.
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Life is like a pathway,
as you walk down the road
of life,
you will see many sorrows,
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What a year,
seems lke yesterday,
March 29,1965
is a day not
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His pure love
was shown
that day
at calvary.
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