La Janine Garrett Poems

My poor hands
Long rouged and wide
My poor hands
Hard worked these hands be
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Be that as it may
I am this person
Medium height
Vertically challenge if you ask
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Come see, the old man leap
Do you see
Do you see, how his bod shakes
Come see the old man leap
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Common things
Things that of another
Simple things
A single light
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Dear paper friend
How was your day
No wind has come
n’ blown you away
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O how I long for a simple day
To walk throw a door
Lay my tired body upon the bed
To wake with life
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We say no
Never again
Yet like addicts…
Our voices hold no strength
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Can any one see the darkness
Surrounding Me
Nights getting colder
Days getting longer
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I know your love
Yet I do not

I see your eyes
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A woman of time
A woman of strength
Have no fear for as those of above watch
In name of that of our mother
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