Cynthia Buhain-baello Poems

I watched a tiny ladybug
At morning's light descending
Upon a flower that it hugged
A lovely sight, refreshing.
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As I came across the yellowed card
Unfolding lost fond memories
Life pages of long ago
Yearning for those I miss
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Roses
Enchanting sight
Can mesmerize the eye
Soft satin petals hiding well
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All writers have their uniqueness
Not one is an exact duplicate.

However one would try to address
Only a signature style liberates.
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I wondered about the people
Who had lived in the distant past
Who walked these stones of cobble
Perhaps with loves that did not last.
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Searched into the depths of this heart
Ravaging through buried bits of sorrow
Trying to find what once was a part
Of the treasured love I used to know
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There are no sorrows
Like a mother's grief

No one can ever know
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I know where I stand
And I have seen His Power
Though some fail to understand
I've seen proof in His Word there.
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Moonbeams
Peek through tall trees
Soft gem lights touch me now
Far where you are, they touch you too
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He is the Father of unchanging lights
The River of Life and flowing Grace
Alpha and Omega, our God of might
Eternal LORD of the human race.
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