JoAnn McGrath Poems

No......My feet aren't scared,
they're just kinetically impaired.
But it's only my feet you see.
My legs haven't petrified to trees.,
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Grandpa made your rocking horse
with loving hands and sweat.
You were such a little man
and thought it was your pet
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A second bathroom was built.
The roof had such a tilt.
That a dormer had to be made,
with a window and a shade.
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My Willow Tree
School's out now it's summertime fun
The gang is here playtimes begun
In your branches we would stay
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So here we have a man
that's the direct opposite of me
I'm the impassioned poetess
He's the passionate one you read
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I'm not saying David's blue
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From heart to heart we speak through our art
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Open My Eyes
Open my eyes so I'm able to see
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Fear is keeping time
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I don't know what it is
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