Today as the journey begins
On this Glorious Day we stand
Before the path of righteousness
I am on my knee to take your hand
There was a beginning time
When we met on a special day
That I knew in my heart
That someday you would say
Category: poetry reading
Bare, Poetry by Doug Robbins
Branches bare, bald, as you used to be,
when you were in remission,
You say bare trees are ugly.
Did you enjoy being
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