Joseph Blitch Poems

Towards the end of a bright sunny day;
Children enjoying life; occur what may;
Clouds began to form and drift our way;
As we rested on grassy bank from play;
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Granddad, on his screened porch sat one day;
Up in his lap I crawled, to rest from my play;
Very sparse stubble here and there for a beard;
He had acquired sandspurs in cheeks I feared;
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My Granddad's hands were somewhat huge;
You might say that they had been well used;
Working in coal mines all his life was tough;
So his hands had become callused and rough;
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Radiating rays of his love out heavens door;
Continually twinkling praises to the Creator;
My mind was in astonishment as I gazed out;
From the archway of the Creators Sky Vault;
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Gazing from picture window of my still home,
Summers pleasant panoramic view now gone,
Powered with whitish of snow a view serene,
Holly berries silhouetted by leaves of green,
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Some may say what counts is the thought,
It’s not the price that’s paid when bought,
It’s not the quantity placed within the cart,
Just how much love comes from the heart,
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Watch energetic children playing in fresh snow,
That was my life with you, my ecstasy did show.
Feel the cold winter wind’s unrelenting sting,
That’s my life without you, a bell void of ring.
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Weather wise a sunny bright warm day,
In fields farm hands working fresh hay.
Totally all blue was the cloudless skies,
But cloudy and raining were my eyes.
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By my Tsalagi elders I was taught,
In Circle walk true or life’s naught,
In walking over the earths ground,
Seek the Lord early; He is found,
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Besieged was my love life totally unwilled.
An Ivory Palace you have helped me build.
With walls so high and locks on the gates,
Watchmen all along the paths doth irritate.
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