Theresa Ann Moore Poems

Realizing the days are getting shorter...
my garden grows with last of summer
vigor and fortitude…giving its last hurrah
before cold nights stun and make us stutter
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When Nancy was a little girl she loved
to go to a wonderful well maintained park
It was only several blocks from her house
she loved to play there until it was dark
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Follow the light…have the courage
to leave the limits of your cave
Travel the flat plains and inclines
Climb the mountains… be brave
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The fresh sweet pastel smell
makes me uncontrollably drool
The seed speckled juicy flesh
attracts me like sparkling jewel
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Embracing and celebrating each moment
From dawn to slumber…lives are enhanced
The privilege of commitment bestows a smile
Destined by choice… not a fate of chance
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Ripples perpetuate from sounds of persuasion
Influences form a circle and begin to enclose...
A glowing burst takes hold and leaves a lasting
impression carved into a youthful unchartered soul
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Desire is a troublemaker...
Ask a fish who sensed a tasty
bait covered hook… he's snagged
and is struggling like crazy
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When is keeping a secret the right thing to do
Is it justified to omit or even tell an all out lie
Weighing the consequences and repercussions…
Keeping a secret might prevent tearful goodbyes
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Extending branches of the willow tree
bend and flow toward the shaded ground
Unlike other thriving trees with sturdy trunks…
your divine gracefulness is earthward bound
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There is a battle going on for your soul
from the onset... between right or wrong
they are ever present… never resting
To whom will the coveted trophy belong
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