james stillwell Poems

Acrid smoke,
and not a word was spoke.
All you heard was women crying
for their children dying.
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One day God dropped a wee bit of a jewel into the sea,
It was the most beautiful green you see.
It has a soft warm hue
As it is nestled in the sea so blue.
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Pretty, pretty, pretty girl
Raven black hair and just the right curl.
Smile so shy and yet so bright
When she smiles my heart takes flight.
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Are you walking through life more dead than alive?
Are your days filled with nonsense and jive?
Do alcohol and drugs give you your high?
Is it not having things of this world that makes you cry
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Spring Life Resurrected

This morning as I took my early walk,
I heard the Meadow Larks begin to talk.
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A CHILD IS A GIFT

A CHILD IS A GIFT OF GOD
THEIR HEART IS PURE WHERE NO SIN HAS TROD.
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Ode to a rose


Sweetness fills the air.
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Come


Come with me my dear
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The Seed


A Christian once in my heart did sow the seed,
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Preacher Chet

There is a preacher named Chet.
Who's sermons are great you can bet.
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