Joy Rainey King Poems

"We the People",
Get to worship neath the steeple,
Because we have a Country,
That let's all be free.
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Outside my window, the seasons change. With God's
mighty hand, he does re-arrange, the colors to suit
His every mood, with some colors softly subdued.
Others are more vivid and bright, these, I find to my
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Now his name is on the Wall,
Just because he took the fall.
Stillness permeates the air,
As someone places a memento there.
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