Holy Apostles Soup Kitchen

Keeping in Touch

In Poetry on November 15, 2012 at 9:23 pm

Listen, but cautious – flow of words to correlate to topic at hand.

Regulate your breathing motion.

The hanging stars when day is done

Night to slumber, like clouds of joy –

Sometimes it rains on your parade, but hope remains.

Bright is the light, to rejoice in a rainbow’s colors

To contemplate a budding rose, when spring comes upon red clay hillsides

Some tomorrows would take form.

Somewhere or other, two sisters gain favor

True colors inhabited the area, mama said so.

Early morning when I arise, before the day begins, when I start each day in prayer

Hope is a strong tool, our creator keeps our hopes alive

Success and failures are real

Hope for things that life can’t steal – love.

Fred Street

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