Wishing Well Poem by JOY JOHNSON

Wishing Well



WELL WHAT DO YOU GET
WHY I GOT TO SEE WISELY AGAIN
I WAITED AWHILE HUNGRY FOR LIFE
HEAVEN IS HIGH IN HEIGHT
HASTIDLY I HURRIED TO HUMBLE
WE HUDDLED WHISPERING WONDERS OF WHOSE SOUNDS
I HEAR HER HORN ECHO WAY FAR
WHERE ARE WE WAY OUT IN HEMISHPERE
HICKORY WHIRLS SCENTS OF HYMNS
WRTIE WHERE WE WATCH IN SILENCE
SEE WHETHER THE WEATHER IS HOT
WHEN WINTER WINDS WAVE HEAVY
BAGPIPES OF HORN A WINDPIPE HEARD
HE HEARD WHO WAS WITH HIM
WINGS OF HUMMINGINGS BIRDS HIT HARD HEAVY WRATH
HOW HOME IS A WAGON OF HEART
SOULS HIDE HIDDEN WITHOUT WARMTH
THE HAND AND WING ARE WRAPED IN HARMONY
WINDING IN WILDERNESS IS A WRIST OF A HISS
HUM HEN WHICH WAY WAS HENRI
HAND STRUNG HARP INSTRUMENT WON
HEART WOUNDS HANG BY A HOOK
WHAT WEAK WOMEN WISH WENT
WATERFALL WASH THIS WEEKS WELL
WASTE WORRIES ON THE SABBATH
HAM NEXT WEEKEND LIFT WILL WALK
WOMAN WHAT WISH DO YOU HAVE

Wishing Well
Sunday, March 11, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: wishing
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JOY JOHNSON

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