Rod Morris Poems

If only all men could look back on youthful days of life,
And recall when first they met the girl who'd be their wife.
Those romantic nights, the lonely days when you hated to be apart.
Those little things you couldn't say, but kept locked in your heart.
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Outside our lounge window stands a birdbath I made,
And every morning I can now watch charades.

Birds line the rail of a moss-covered fence,
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Looking back on those days of my childhood
At those sights and sounds making life good.
The smell of fresh bread as I waken from bed,
Wrap up warm; time to head for the shed.
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Summer days are happy days, when life is full of fun.
When families come together, for Christmas and the sun.
Wishes made, stockings hung, the kids cant wait till morn.
Excited shouts of Santa's been, it isn't even dawn.
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As you journey through this life
You meet people without end.
Just think from deep within yourself
How many you call friend.
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The more you smile the less you sigh. The more you laugh the less you cry.
The less you lose the more you win. The less you frown the more you grin.
The more you give the less your dues. The more you share the less you lose.
The less you love the more the cost. The less you like the more you're lost.
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This morning I climbed to a hilltop and gazed at a vista serene.

Unending valleys and forest, the full spectrum of luxuriant green.
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Rolling hills the roiling sea, the shadow cast by mighty tree.
Solid grip of work worn hand, pleasure felt on sunburned sand.
Melodic ring of bellbird song, feeling here's where you belong.
Visions of a lake serene, a morning mist of ghostly steam.
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It costs you nothing, it does not hurt, it shows that you have style.
If you just greet, all those you meet, with a warm and friendly smile.
When you first met the one you love, your one wish was to beguile.
Your heart skipped a beat; life was complete, when they gave that special smile.
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Man has the power to feed himself to keep him dry and warm.
Many fail Mother Nature's test when confronted by a storm.
Foam flecked rollers standing tall searching for the shore.
In agitated agony they hurl themselves upon its rocky maw.
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