Theresa Ann Moore Poems

In the garden of hope
Grew a marvelous cantaloupe
Starting small, green and oval
Steadily growing; seeking approval
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She’s the most stunning beauty you could ever encounter
Her beautifying advice comes from magazine racks
She knows secrets that can be obtained from a cosmetic counter
She spends a small fortune on improvements-not including tax
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'Thank you, ' is a phrase that offers an embrace
Sometimes in this world of haste
we procrastinate
Time takes the control and lets gratitude go to waste
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When the sun is shining I can not stay inside
It is out of doors that I want to reside
The housework and necessary chores will wait
Don’t hold me back, I am charging the gate
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The words that flow bring to light
Reminiscing thoughts in the night
Riding on the back of a gray beast
Prowling and revealing the deceased
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All adults mind your Ps and Qs.
Little eyes are watching you.
Little ears are listening to you.
Little people are mimicking you.
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A friend that I’ve known has slipped away
The obituaries rudely reveal her exit in print
Gray clouds are gathering, blocking each sun ray
as a lifetime is condensed into fading footprints
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So often I see and hear requests
Asking me for many special favors
That border on the edge of excess
You pray to me... your redeeming saver
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The Heritage Festival occurs in our town each year
It attracts loads of people from far and near…
Campsites are set up with artifacts that are dated
Traditions of simpler pioneer times are recreated
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Gibber jab:
Words spoken
Intending to stab
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