Geody Harman

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Geody Harman Biography

I was born the 7th out of 9 children to a loving and supporting family. I am happily married for nearing 15 wonderful years. I am the Father of 10 children being the 26th day of February 2014. We have our 11th on the way and it will be another little boy. I have had the gift of poetry for many years and appreciate its beauty greatly. I only get to keep it if I share it. I have self published a couple hundred poems over the course of my lifetime but have not ever had much success in that arena except in one on one occasions. Most of the poems that I have written in life have been in the service of someone else and they who have received the poem have the only copy. I have written 6 children's stories in a series utilizing rhyming poetry but they are not yet published. I am hoping to convince Simon and Schuster to publish them on a limited run. The Series is George the Giant. I really enjoy writing poetry for others and hopefully have been able to touch the lives of those who read the works I have been able to compose.)

The Best Poem Of Geody Harman

Hope For The Hopeless

Hope for the hopeless who sit in despair,
Who bury their hands into frumpled up hair!

Though in this life with it's loss and it's pain,
There is hope in the wind, there is always a change.

Hope is a frail thought with faith trailing on,
It's the spark to a light, it's the first note of song.

Hope is the passion of heart burning through,
Hope is the feeling just starting in you...

Hope for a change that is better than life,
Hope in the chance that there's an end to this strife!

Hope for the hopeless begins in the heart,
It starts out as just a though from it's own start

It reaches into our soul like a faint light,
Just barely illuminating our darkened sight.

Hope is the first taste a starving man finds,
It's the first view of sight to the person born blind.

Hope is the seed in it's most tender state,
It's shell barely spreading, it's vine only fate.

What gives hope to hopeless, one may never know,
But I venture a guess to the hopeless lost soul.

It's the spark of the soul that is born in the light,
It's the center of being it's the core of what's right.

So remember the good in the moment of pain,
Let hope's light bring sunshine amid pouring rain.

There's hope for the hopeless, it's found a new place,
It has now been implanted and show on your face...

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