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I miss her so much

I still cook meals for two

Always two plate settings

A red rose on her plate

Unless we are talking

Just me and the silence

That surrounds me

I place the dishes in the sink

Lying to myself

'I'll wash them later'
Barry A. Lanier



bCan't You Read The Sign?

Wonder of my words
Of certain uneasy rhyme
Of that which might be
In some future's time

Spilling more easy blood
By mankind's so loosed hands
Staining and then bittering
Yet Oh' So Many Sweet Lands

A fiery, dingy old dragon
Comes blazing, across evening skies
Two or three more times only be
Before the earth soon shall die

Behemoth mountains continue to roar
Quakes splitting lands from shore to shore
Tides rising beyond all of their kens'
Biting away homes, abroad and within

Dragon's tail is but one simple sign
Mankind's fall and certain decline
Of all the wisdom in intellectual mind's
Find solutions, for these trying times

The Creator coming, to reclaim His land
Greed and ignorance, man wouldn't take a stand.
For principles of humanity, in these trying times
And even more sad, he couldn't read the sign
Barry A. Lanier



bDeer Hunting With Jesus (Author Favorite)

The slow founts of dawn,
On a cool winters day.
Cast but one momentous shadow,
Where the new fawn once lay.

Pausing silently in the moment,
Sensing fresh dew on the sod.
Delight in the advent,
And the glory of God.

That still in the early,
And the middle of morn.
Forget for a moment,
Life's trials and it's scorn.

So tell me of virtue,
Sweet family and home.
Tis' my God of Thee,
Give me this moment alone.

Morning shall soon pass,
As I linger and yearn.
Praying my God of Thee,
For this moment's return.
Barry A. Lanier



bFair Maiden With No Shoes

A fair maiden she was
Though having no shoes
Her freckles and red hair
One day I would choose

To love her every minute
Every day of the week
Each day more beautiful
More than words could speak

Though she had no shoes
Didn't matter it seems
For it was also of shoes
That often I dreamed

I walked her to school
Stealing those moments so true
We both knew how we felt
Didn't know what to do

Others jeered and poked fun
Because we were poor
Never knowing our love
For all time would endur

The fair maiden grew up
A lovely women with shoes
Blonde hair and blue eyes
The freckles she'd lose

Loving her each minute
Every day of the week
Each day more beautiful
More than words could speak

Then came along more maidens
With freckles and red hair
Two, three, four, then five
Yes they were everywhere

We'd then send them to school
New dresses and fine shoes
Telling them stories at supper
Of when we paid their dues
Barry A. Lanier
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