Ozella L. Moore

(Rogers, Arkansas)


Poem by Ozella L. Moore

Oh my darling daughter you are so beautifully complex
Your spirit blooms with eagerness your fears are son convex,

You have been blessed with simple beauty a heart made of
pure gold
How much I pray your life will be blessed with a direct

To know what pain and sorrow means my darling child you'll find
I've taught you how to love and care I hope you do not mind,

To love and care will one day be a blessing you will see
Yet life today is hard to know just why we try to be, a
Friend to all who need our help who stand alone is sorrow
Can only mean that you will be the beginning of tomorrow

As part of that beginning my loving child I pray
With your good heart and love of God, this world won't go

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003