JoAnn McGrath Poems

My eyes are dimmed with sorrow
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Moments are but a speck
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The rivers edge
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Could I be free of me please
This tired old body that doesn't work with ease
I'm not even 50 yet
But I feel more like a 80 year old vet
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I could never escape from you
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You held my heart
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Honeysuckle


The honeysuckle awaits ripe upon the vine
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Tis the season....so it's said
When God gave reason for sins to shed
It started when a tiny babe
Was found within a manger cave
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I Stand And Wonder
I stand at the shores edge
The pull of the water takes the ground
that I though solid
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Shifting Sands


Here I am at the shores edge again
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