Edmund V. Strolis


The Spirit Of Paris - Poem by Edmund V. Strolis

Somewhere, always.........


A child is born and cries out loud.
I exist!
A child is adopted and feels her first bed
I am home!
A young girl befriends the new girl in school
I am here!
A young boy on a cloud just had his first kiss
I am in heaven!
A young groom takes his lovely bride by the hand
I am yours!
A father lifts his daughter high over head.
I am flying!
A mother reads to her son in bed at night.
I am safe!
A Grandmother teaches her grandchild confidence.
I am bright!
A Grandfather shows his grandchild how to fish.
I am special!
A wife toasts her sleepy husband a New Years Wish
I am happy!
A husband rubs her tired shoulders in appreciation
I am lucky!
A poet types away knowing good people will prevail
I am certain
A quiet peace in knowing that at this very moment
There is love.


Keep the faith.........

Topic(s) of this poem: happiness, hope, victory


Comments about The Spirit Of Paris by Edmund V. Strolis

  • Pamela Sinicrope (11/17/2015 8:15:00 PM)


    I am keeping my faith. Faith in humans... Faith in myself... Faith in Edmund.... Faith in Kelly. There are many things we can't do, but many things that we can. One is to maintain our personal humanity. There is tremendous capacity for evil and for good and for nothing. Thanks Edmund. (Report) Reply

    Edmund Strolis Edmund Strolis (11/17/2015 8:59:00 PM)

    I have faith in you too Pam

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  • Kelly Kurt (11/17/2015 7:35:00 PM)


    Faith is the cause! Ridiculous writings from the past 2000 years direct people. The bible and Koran should be eliminated! ! ! The good, innocent people of Paris died because of sheer stupidity and ignorance. THERE IS NO GOD! ! Only malleable humans. (Report) Reply

    Kelly Kurt Kelly Kurt (11/18/2015 12:18:00 AM)

    No presumption, Edmund. Healing for Paris.
    Peace

    Edmund Strolis Edmund Strolis (11/17/2015 8:58:00 PM)

    Websters dictionary definition of faith: Strong belief or trust in someone or something. Or as John Lennon said whatever gets you through the night. Never mentioned religion that would be presumptuous.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, November 17, 2015

Poem Edited: Tuesday, November 17, 2015


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