Ryan Lee Morris Poems

Our marriage is our garden.
I want our garden to be beautiful.
With lush green grass,
With fragrant and colourful flowers.
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To find my spirit, is to free my mind.
My mind tells me what I want.
My spirit tells me what I already have.
What is pleasing to the eyes,
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Just one last time
Before I go
Let me tell you much
I love you so
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The Lion, He sits upon the mountain.
Watching over the pride, which is His joy.
Emotionless.
He shows no fear.
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Raindrops are falling from high in the sky
Reminds me of sorrow from days gone by
The sky is so Grey and the wind cuts like a knife
Finding your way through this abyss they call life
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You opened the door,
You pushed me away,
You left me with,
No words to say.
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Staring into your blue pools of forever.
Looking deep into your soul.
Heaven has come to earth.
Your touch, like a warm summer breeze.
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Mistakes I made, I must let go.
Lessons learned, so I can grow.
Changes to make, that I can show.
Debts to be paid, that I owe.
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The joy comes in the morning.
Only through the mourning.
The labour pain before the birth.
The birth of the joy.
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The glass is half empty,
Yet, there is still something there.
Discouragement, pushing us towards greatness.
Iron sharpens iron, by friction, not apathy.
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