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Best Poems From
JAMES T. ADAIR
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Spring Is Here
Spring is here....yes it is
the flowers are saying so
I've been lonely so long
I know it can't go on
Oh Lord, Please I beg No!
Not another lost Spring
Not another lost year
fleeting, numbered and dear
I've lost so much
I have nothing left to defend
my heart is so broken
I fear without you I cannot mend
Sweet dream of love I pray
Please don't slip away
I need you for one more day
Or my weary heart will unfray
Spring is here...yes it is
The flowers are saying so
I know it won't be long...
Sing me your love song
© James T. Adair
JAMES T. ADAIR
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Spring Planting
There is a missing place in my heart today
For you, for Spring, this precious day
I knelt and dug the year's weeds and grass and clover
from the soil that had grown over
to make room for the flower I dreamed
Underneath my nails I felt the moist loam
and thought of you and felt alone
My deepest feelings to you unknown
The friend whose company felt so much like home
Few softer feelings have I known
I dug my fingers into the soil
Soft and cool, such calming toil
I place the flower in the earthen bed
Gently brush away the excess dirt
As if the soft hair upon your head
Now, though I try to find calm inside of me
My heart remembers thee
How emotion grew from a seed of sympathy
From somewhere deep inside of me
For a broken heart far away
That I now cannot forget this day
There's a missing place now inside of me
Where I wish you could somehow feel and see
You linger in my heart and memory
As a dream I wish somehow might still find it's way to me
But others will only a flower see
JAMES T. ADAIR
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SUNRISE
Sunrise
Just around the bend
In the eyes of a new friend
half-believing
bracing for another dead end
unable to mend
possibility defend
hardship and sadness blend
feelngs upend
helping hand lend
good wishes send
for ourselves fend
while we each tend
hopefulness pretend
We tell ourselves
Sunrise is just around the bend
second chances
life will never end
JAMES T. ADAIR
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Sunrise At The Docks (haiku)
Gulls screech in the fog
Silver fish fall from the net
Sunrise at the docks
JAMES T. ADAIR
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