Thomas Koron Poems

Her eyes draw a heavenly peace to mind,
Where the green color of the sea doth dwell.
Her face is a beauteous wishing well,
Which reveals her splendor to all mankind.
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A gift from heaven
Visited me last Christmas,
And then she was gone.
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Through the mist of the night, a candle glows
Dimly over the bookshelves in his den.
As the pile of papers on his desk grows,
He dips his pen into the ink again.
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Watch the old miser now begin to cry,
Alongside his fancy mail-order queen,
Over the things that money cannot buy.
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I.

In youth, she was a gift from the divine,
Bringing happiness to those she would meet.
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Join me for a moment as I recall
Her face during times from our youthful days.
Gone was summer when school began that fall.
The new school year would stay with me always.
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Journeying through the valleys and meadows,
Past the peaceful flow of a gentle stream,
May I find her face reflected in those
Whimsically painted places where I dream.
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In your earliest days, I had seen you
Look across the room from a rocking chair.
Over the carpet, you would crawl to where
Very small toys were gathered in your view.
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The sun tans our skin,
As we walk on the beaches,
In the summer heat.
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They float dreamily through the summer night,
Across a soft, sky-lit sunset of red,
And their backs glow with a green colored light.
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