James Greene

Rookie (march 12 1950 / Denver Colorado)

James Greene Poems

1. The Ticking Of The Clock 4/14/2007
2. The Wrong Kind Of Life 6/21/2007
3. Summer Fun 6/27/2007
4. Terars In The Rain 4/13/2007
5. The Jester I Am 4/13/2007
6. The Touch Of Spring 4/13/2007
7. The Sweet Little Butterfly I Once Knew 4/13/2007
8. Looking Out Our Windows 4/13/2007
9. My Sweet Valentine 4/13/2007
10. My Sweet Friend And Sister 4/14/2007
11. Live-Give-Love 4/15/2007
12. Maybe 6/27/2007
13. Nature's Beauty 6/27/2007
14. Leaning On Each Other 6/27/2007
15. First Dance Of Love 6/27/2007
16. Wonderful You 5/6/2007
17. On Your Special Day 4/14/2007
18. Shattered Dreams 4/14/2007
19. No Truer Love 4/13/2007
20. To My Soul Mate 3/29/2007
21. First Date Nightmare 4/13/2007
22. Ourspecial Love 4/14/2007
23. Making Changes 6/27/2007
24. Hearts Take Flight 6/27/2007
25. Email Fail 4/13/2007
26. Be My Internet Whore 4/14/2007
27. Losing Love-Losing Control 4/13/2007
28. Bond Of Love In Friendship 4/13/2007
29. Sister Of My Heart 4/14/2007
30. Heart Of Darkness 4/14/2007
31. Expressing Love And Togetherness 4/14/2007
32. The Gift Of Love 4/13/2007
33. Missing You My Love 4/14/2007
34. My Precious Love 4/14/2007
35. My One True Love 3/19/2007
36. Friends And Family 5/6/2007
37. A Very Special Lady 5/6/2007

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A Very Special Lady

To a very lovely lady,
That I have come to know.
Oh darling I do pray,
That this love will continue to grow.

Your loving eyes always sparkle,
They could light up any room.
Your sweet, friendly smile,
Always chases away the gloom.

Being together with you,
Is always so much fun.
We laugh and joke,
About things we’ve said and done.

I knew that you were special,
From the very, very, start.
I could tell by the fluttering that I felt,
Deep within my heart.

You are always so soft and sweet,
In all that you do and say.
I ...

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The Wrong Kind Of Life

Do you know where drugs will lead you?
To a dismal life of crime.
You'll rob your own Mother,
You would take her last dime.




As you get a little older,

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