James W. Spain
James W. Spain Poems
|1.||Fall In New England (Free Verse)||8/29/2013|
|3.||Home (Free Verse)||8/29/2013|
|4.||Abigail 1851 - 1873||8/30/2013|
|5.||Halloween 1967 - Age 8||9/15/2013|
|7.||Life And Death||7/4/2014|
|8.||Bird Of Solitude||12/29/2014|
|10.||New Hampshire Veterans Cemetery||12/30/2014|
|11.||A Vermont New Year||12/31/2014|
|13.||A Winter Night||1/2/2015|
|14.||After The Storm||1/4/2015|
|15.||Black & White Photograph||4/13/2015|
|16.||Somebody Lived Here||4/19/2015|
|17.||I Lived A Life||5/26/2017|
|20.||A Robert Frost Tribute||3/28/2014|
|21.||Her Name Was Grace....||10/28/2013|
Comments about James W. Spain
Her Name Was Grace....
This young child
by the name of Grace,
was born into poverty
regardless of her race.
She was fortunate to survive
to the young age of ten,
when you are so poor and homeless
the Lord takes you and you don’t know when.
Her short years were difficult,
of this we are sadly aware,
sometimes poor children
may have parents that just don’t care.
This young life knew not
of times that were good,
when you are poor like Grace
this is often just understood.
Her years did end
as tragically as they began,
The clear October evening sky
behind the dark mountains,
host to a full harvest moon and bright stars,
provides a window into deep space.
A night with silver and black shadows,
created by the forest.