Theresa Ann Moore Poems

When you give a big hug.
You get one back in return
The more you give,
The more you earn…
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The most lovely of wonders…

Roses:
Open petals display anticipation.
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The long awaited social security check finally did arrive.
After buying some food, there were ten twenties and a five.
The remainder of the month still had many bills to pay.
The old man was thankful; he would be able to find a way.
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Have you ever hidden a treasure?
A belonging too valuable to measure.
You put it in a place that was remote.
There are no traces in a written note.
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Written words have importance.
The flow can sooth and entrance.
It can ridicule and cruelly pierce.
The tongue can be blazing fierce.
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Numbers revolve from year to year.
According to some, today is a lucky day.
Focus on these digits creates fascination.
Sevens rarely follow in this orderly way.
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The silence of night no longer induces sleep
Deep reverberating thoughts waken my brain
Through closed eyelids I am reliving the past
Random life experiences indelibly remain
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I save old Christmas cards
Each has a beauty with regards
Hidden from sight they fondly stay
It’s such a pity to throw them away
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A tapping at the door
Was a prelude to what was in store
In a panic you did profess
Absent car keys made you mind a mess
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In the garden of hope
Grew a marvelous cantaloupe
Starting small, green and oval
Steadily growing; seeking approval
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