George Wootton Poems
|1.||Our Love Is Like The Daffodils||6/5/2007|
|2.||Whose Children Are These?||6/5/2007|
|3.||A Child Is A Terrible Thing To Waste||6/11/2007|
|4.||Lost Souls Of Wandering Boys||6/11/2007|
|5.||Come Home Son, Supper's Ready||5/30/2007|
|8.||How Far We Have Come||6/16/2007|
|9.||A Special Soul||6/16/2007|
|12.||Warehouses Of Wisdom||6/22/2007|
|14.||Hunny I Miss You||6/22/2007|
|16.||Until Death Us Do Part||6/2/2007|
|17.||Once Upon A Fairytale||11/4/2007|
|18.||The Best Gift Ever||11/4/2007|
|20.||The Old Home Place||5/31/2007|
|21.||Springtime In Oklahoma||5/25/2007|
|22.||Endeavor To Persevere||6/16/2007|
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Endeavor To Persevere
When best-laid plans have fallen to waste
and frustration abounds in their former place,
when failure looms with doubts and fears
we must endeavor to persevere!
When dreams are shattered and hopes are dashed,
goals upon the shoals have crashed,
when gladness is but a memory dear
let us endeavor to persevere.
When sons and daughters from God rebel
and the paths they follow lead straight to hell
your fervent prayers God does not hear
pledge to endeavor to persevere.
When wracked with pain, our body worn,
youth is spent, don't be forlorn, ...
Springtime In Oklahoma
Robins on the front lawn, waiting for a worm,
back from winters hideaway where days were mostly warm.
Shovel in the flowerbeds, blisters on my hands,
sparrows in my martin house, bare feet in the sand.
Henbit showing off its’ blooms, crabgrass getting high,
darn! , it’s time to mow again, dust and pollen make me cry!
Dark clouds racing ‘cross the sky blocking out the sun,
waiting for the “twister” that puts us on the run.