Marilyn Lott Poems

I looked up at blue sky above
God created with so much love

Sweet birds flew about so lovingly
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Hay rolled into tight round bales
Would weigh a lot upon the scales

Tucked away for a winter feast
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I'm going to grab my fishing pole and go
Down to the river to watch the water flow.

It always gives me peace and solitude
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Now this I have not shown you before
It is Birds who planted at nature's door
Or baby windmill for that is true
What do you think, is this for you?
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Why, it was only yesterday
The days were hot as fire
Some folks really had enough
Cool days they then did desire.
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To me around the holidays
Is when God had in mind
To give us special surprises
He hopes that we will find.
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It's haying time once again, my friends
The air is so warm and sweet.
The sky azure blue and lovely
Cool soft grass beneath my feet.
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Mom sit's with a cup of coffee
Halloween is over, today's another day
The childrens' costume's lying
On the floor in disarray.
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My mom was always at our home
When we climbed off the bus from school
A delicious dinner on the table always
We were taught the important golden rule.
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It isn't just about giving birth to a baby
That defines a mother completely
A woman can simply walk away
For whatever reason there may be.
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