Roxanne Dubarry Poems
What Manner Of Love Is This?
How much my special friend must love me!
Some day we will get together again
and be separated by time and space and
place no more.
He alone truly holds the keys to my heart's open door.
What manner of Love is this?
Never to end in a single good night kiss.
But to fill my heart and soul with his
redeeming love for me lasting throughout
His Love is a real to me as the daily breath
that I breath. Never to dwell alone
in the world we live in, nor to be afraid.
I do not fear of what lays beyond the grave.
When I close mine ...
Spring Time Wish
What more can a mere simple poet like me say?
Patiently, my soul awaits to behold a beatiful
spring time wish; when spring gives me her
first kiss. For much too long, I really
missed watching the earth become born anew.
God, the creator of heaven and earth; uses
Spring to grant us a season of rebirth/
When the world awakens from its Winter time
sleep; I pray the Lord my soul to keep.