Theodore Zendarski Poems
- Pre-Priced Package See that shiny package, on the upper ...
- Who Am I, If I Am I am a terrible shame For which you're all...
- His Sorrow We presume to know of a far better way But our ...
- His (Family) An image formed so long ago Its beauty and ...
- Purpose Fragile glimpses, of more to be sought Easily ...
- Reunion Eyes grow weary, have they learned to see During ...
- Am I To Be If it's your will, am I to be seen And if that's ...
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Eyes grow weary, have they learned to see
During years of absence, you from me
Your story's at end, your chosen plot
Time draws near, but you may know not
Shall I see my mother, perhaps my dad
Ever watchful, my being glowing so glad
It is time, I wait with mounting joy
For them once again to be girl or boy
That which was separate, will now be one
Your chosen tasks are nearly done
At the entrance, there I stand
Reunion time is close at hand
From the palm of His hand I've watched you grow
Seeds of goodness, We watched you sow
Come be with me ...