Jeffrey SpahrSummers

Rookie (01/26/60 / Colorado Springs)

All Things - Poem by Jeffrey SpahrSummers

That we are given
Are not ours to keep
All we get is the moment
A minnow of time to borrow
And soak up sunshine days
Birdsong gifts of stormy winds
And the thunder in our hearts

Having felt the wonder of irony
And reflected hard on my life
I say let the tears fall like raindrops
Drenching the soul cleansing
That awful sad gasp of growth
And pain each and every day


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, February 27, 2005

Poem Edited: Thursday, April 29, 2010


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