Good Morning Curious Stranger - Poem by JAMES T. ADAIR

The sky is bright
the icicles catch they light
as the melt off the apple tree
the melting droplets about to fall
can't speak at all
But I think I hear them trying to say
'It's a good day'

The bamboo bends under the weight
of the frozen snow and can't wait
to stoop down to great me
and spread love, not ignorance or hate
looking like shaggy sheep dogs reaching to a plate
but I know that they alreay ate
they say today is it's own fate

Hello curious stranger
this poem is for you
I get a kind good feeling about you
and so this poem I send
as if you were already my friend
I'm not yours to love or defend
But I have kindness anyway to lend

Like the crystal snow upon the stockade fence
I have no defense
against the sunlight or it's heat
I have no reason to be silent or discrete
its as two people that we meet
you may seem distant and like ice
but somehow I still find you nice

And so I send you this wish
that you enjoy your day
All of life passes away
Except for the moments that two share
its as if we're never there
and yet much of life we find unfair
except somehow today, I notice you there

Who is to say what is and isn't real
All I know is the things I feel
and sometimes in a dream
life is loving and serene
and this morning, this is all I know
the beauty of the fresh fallen snow
will suffice until the flowers grow

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, December 6, 2009

Poem Edited: Sunday, December 6, 2009

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