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| "Don't ever think the poetry is dead in an old man because his forehead is wrinkled, or that his manhood has left him when his hand trembles! If they ever were there, they are there still." -- Oliver Wendell Holmes Sr. |
By John R. Greenwood
Never doubt the voice.
Never pause to question
If you live to breathe
Prepare to stand alone
When looking in the mirror
Be proud the sound you see
A story told worth telling
A dream is one held dear
No magic potion formula
No secret handshake known
Will change the heart that drives you
To stand as one alone
Happy New Year
2013
A beautiful winter picture and lovely poem. Happy New Year to you and your family.
ReplyDeleteThe photo is stunning. Beautiful poem. Happy New Year, John! Diane
ReplyDeleteWonderful New Year's poem, John. Happy New Year to you!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful words, beautiful thoughts, beautiful photo. Doesnt get any better!
ReplyDeleteJohn,
ReplyDeleteA most beautiful poem with very moving words:)
Thank you for your spirit of friendship John via the means of poetry.
Happy New Year,
Eileen:)
Your poem contains thoughtful words of wisdom -- barbara
ReplyDeleteHappy New Year everyone. I am grateful for your kind words.
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