Alice E. Conley Poems

A child cries in the distance,
For n one's to hear... The pain of a child,
Is so very sad to hear... Governments fight over land, boundaries,
Gold, oil, timber and such... The children are the greatest
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A whisper of a breeze, gently passes by...
Will it be noticed, or whisked by, as a whisper of time... Is time a second of a thousand years?
Or a thousand years a whisper of a second? The years of a child, are just a whisper of life...
The days are passed by, as a whisper of the aged... The most precious gift you can share...
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In time of trouble,
In time of need... Take a little time, and
Fall to your knees.. Just say a little prayer;
And God will hear... For; He heard you cuss;
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