Barry A. Lanier
Barry A. Lanier Poems
|321.||Blove Like You Do (In Your Dreams)||4/21/2009|
|322.||Bguns, Knives, & Talkin' Trash||5/20/2009|
|323.||Ba Rose For No Reason||5/20/2009|
|324.||Nothing Lasts Forever||4/12/2006|
|325.||Ba Matter Of Humility||4/23/2009|
|327.||Btribute To Yoonoos||3/19/2009|
|329.||Ba Rainbow's Eye||3/15/2009|
|331.||B A Poet Paints A Thousand Words||4/25/2009|
|332.||Bpassion Gathers No Dust||3/8/2006|
|333.||Ba Poor Man's Dream||5/21/2009|
|334.||A Poet Is A Naughty Child But||2/12/2009|
|335.||A Cold Beer||2/1/2009|
|336.||Blittle River (Author Favorite)||2/4/2006|
|338.||Ba Feeling I Can'T Forget||2/20/2009|
|339.||Blittle Cricket (#1 Poem)||3/26/2006|
|340.||Bfont Color=redliving Life With Barry Ii||4/1/2009|
|341.||Btwelve Red Roses #1 This Week||4/25/2009|
|342.||Moment In The Morn||2/4/2006|
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Moment In The Morn
The slow founts of dawn,
On a cool winters day.
Cast but one momentous shadow,
Where the new fawn once lay.
Pausing silently in the moment,
Sensing fresh dew on the sod.
Delight in the advent,
And the glory of God.
That still in the early,
And the middle of morn.
Forget for one moment,
Life's trials and its scorn.
So tell me of virtue,
Sweet family and home.
Tis' my God of Thee,
Give me this moment alone.
Morning shall soon pass,
As I linger and yearn.
Praying my God of Thee,
For this moment's return.
A fathers pride and childs embrace,
So easy to see, just peek at my face.
The wisdom of youth, in passing time,
From succulent grape, to withering vine.
Grandeur and riches, austerity didn't find,
Resolved toward the end, twas all in the mind,
Deep joy and content, sketched in my gaze,
Victory in mine passing, lifes long endless race.