Joseph T. Renaldi Poems

The gazebo is a place of solitude, I know,
a screened place where one's thoughts grow,
and rhododendron with showy flowers stand high
upon the surrounding ground pointed to the sky.
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The heart leads back to Graduation Day,
to speakers addressing the graduates below,
to tales, excitement and joy shared.
and the face of proud parents set aglow.
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Before your caring parents
you stand attentively each day
as they earnestly guide you
towards life's acceptable way.
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Who gave us the mountains,
Succulent mountains in the sunlight,
And adorned with gray shadows
That slightly tremble and run?
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I feel so thankful,
And know I have been blessed
With the beauty and splendor
Of nature at its very best.
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I cherish a clear day free of storms
And the radiance around me in everyway,
But I will always hold in fond memory
The serenity of a balmy summer day.
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Think of those in dire need
As you humbly begin to pray,
Extend an outstretched hand to help
The destitute person every single day.
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Who can remember the excitement of the hayrides
You enjoyed on Autumn nights past and gone?
Who can recall the first genuine kiss
You gave to a shy girl as the night wore on?
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I'm asking a bothersome question, my darling,
A direct question I can not hold,
That arouses some anguish in my mind,
As the perils of life come and go.
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This is the place I call home,
With complete silence where I seem to be alone,
Accepting the fate that life has lent,
Spending my days of reality in false content.
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