Mary Ryan Poems

See the manger,
Where the baby lay
Born to us,
On Christmas Day
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Being by myself day after day
Games made for two but only one to play
Crying in the night so no one will see
And wondering is it them or is it just me?
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The preaching is completed
The song's nearly sung
The invitation's been given
Now, why don't you come?
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Here on Earth
Beautiful music
In one accord
Honoring God
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Sometimes there is a day
When I want to lock the door, tell the world 'Go away.'
Sometimes I want to be alone
To be by myself, not even answer the phone
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After winter there comes a spring
And blooming flowers the rain does bring
After death now comes the tears
But they will fade with the passing years
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The good Lord watches over poets and fools
Not exactly one of life’s little rules
Now which one do I happen to be?
Give me a minute and you shall see
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No one ahead to carry on my name
But I leave a legacy just the same
The gift God gave I choose to share
And opportunities come from everywhere
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A sunrise seems to say
'Hasn't God made such a beautiful day? '
Although through clouds you cannot see
The sunrise still will always be
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Take my hand
It's gonna be a brighter day
Take my hand
And I'll follow all the way
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