Poem• God is the greatest artist

To whom no one can compare, Streaking sunsets very beautiful, Painting rainbows in the air.

Brushing green the hillside scene, Blotting blue the sky above, Splashing flowers 'cross the ground beneath, Shading white clouds with His glove.

Of the wonders God has madeThere is none that is so fairAs the smile He paints upon your faceWhen you realize He's there.

Poem 2• I was never in a league of noble gentlemen

To whom she'd cast polite and flitting smiles, Only distant hope and dying dreams for me! Or perhaps descent into a game of wiles

To give a chance of sipping wine on heady nightsWith her angelic presence to declare; Above, an aura playing out hypnotic hues, And I in awe of blonde cascades of hair.

But no! my tiring soul is sinking in a mireTo haunt me for an age and evermore, forHow could I expect to hold her silken handWhen I am but a soulless ghost of yore?

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