Loretta Shively Poems

It whispers in my ear.
It rustles through the grass.
It brushes at my skirt
in such a rush to pass.
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Jehovah rose from ancient past
and on forever a shadow cast.
A shadow known to common man
as Father Time. Thus time began.
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God made a world of beauty bright,
and nature full of color.
Outstanding trees of awesome hight,
and mountains standing taller,
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Cool dewy grass 'neath bare feet in the morn'.
Over our heads shines the sun bright and warm.
Under a shade tree: we welcome the break.
Nothing can beat a quick dip in the lake.
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I was blinging along
on one blowy brin day,
when a miblin jumped up
and constrounded my way.
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I have a small sister whose hair is bright red;
but my hair is all brownish-blondish instead
My brother's got handsome black curls for his crown;
and Grandma's hair's white, though it used to be brown.
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Carburetor, steering wheel,
Radiator, tires,
Brakes, transmission, battery,
Fuses, lights, and wires,
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Red is living. Hot and bright.
Rocking.
Eager.
Daring. Wake, and challenge to
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A flash of blue: the night is bright.
A sizzling streak, or welder's light.
A power source has thrown a dart
to split the skies above apart.
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Lullaby, lullaby, little baby,
Wind rustles leaves on the willow tree.
Chase away thoughts of a scary bear,
Safe in my arms in the rocking chair.
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