Theresa Ann Moore Poems

It was a beautiful day as Sarah knitted.
She was making a sweater to be fitted.
She had in mind to make it as a gift.
It was for her boyfriend Bill’s benefit.
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There is a common thread
Within the fiber of each head.
Weaving a beautiful tapestry
To be displayed as drapery.
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It is past mid May; gardens now have a colorful display.
Tonight the temperature may dip, much to my dismay.
Frost warnings are flashing disaster upon the TV screen.
Hurriedly, I’m gathering shielding containers to intervene.
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Pieces of knowledge and time
Construct a life ready to climb.
Rising to the heights of maturity,
Striving for wisdom and security.
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There is a secret that is quite profound.
It is not in a treasure chest underground.
Telling its location may shock and astound…
Happiness is attainable, if you look around.
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When you are told you can’t.
Life takes a much different slant.
Inside you know that there is hope.
You cannot stop because of 'nope.'
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A child watches the flutter-bye gliding.
It is as light as a dandy-lion puff flying.
Its wings rapidly flutter in the summer air.
Fragile wings flap as a synchronized pair.
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When you meet someone
And you are attracted…
Why is it so?
How do you know?
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In the thick of tangled overgrown brush…
Are sounds of memories caught in a hush.
The land is no longer tilled for crop planting.
The old farmhouse is precariously slanting.
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