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Jordan Moore Early Morning Beauty :) As I sit here all alone admiring the view of an early sunrise I tilt my head back and close my eyes. A soft gentle breeze crosses my face I look around and enjoy the quietness of God's peace and the soft gentle pace The trees are in full bloom, the leaves ready to fall God's beauty of earth, I admire it all. As the sun comes up and begins a new day I sit here quietly and begin to pray. Dear God, I begin to say, please watch over my life and keep me safe Give me hope and show me faith. Guide my path and let me know you are near. Allow me to be strong and filled with love, for love conquers all fear. A gentle breeze crosses my path, and gives me a slight chill God answers and says: I am with you still. I've never left you alone, or threw you aside, I am in your heart, I will be your guide. I will show you the way to master life's difficulties, and trust your heart, For I am with you now and forever, I shall never part. A gentle breeze I feel again, I know my prayers are answered, God has heard my plea. He has pointed this out for me to see. Life has many surprises each and every day. We cannot live on regrets and sorrow. Once again I feel a gentle breeze which means God is saying: My child there is a tomorrow: The sun will shine once again, the birds will continue to sing. Memories will last forever, and enjoy life a new today, and all that it may bring. Jordan Moore's Other Poems Related Poems Form: Read this poem in other languages This poem has not been translated into any other language yet. Comments about this poem (Early Morning Beauty :) by Jordan Moore ) Famous Poems Phenomenal Woman Maya Angelou Still I Rise Maya Angelou The Road Not Taken Robert Frost If You Forget Me Pablo Neruda Dreams Langston Hughes Annabel Lee Edgar Allan Poe I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings Maya Angelou If Rudyard Kipling Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening Robert Frost A Dream Within A Dream Edgar Allan Poe Maya Angelou Langston Hughes (1 February 1902 – 22 May 1967) Robert Frost (March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963) Emily Dickinson (10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886) Edgar Allan Poe (19 January 1809 - 7 October 1849) Pablo Neruda (12 July 1904 – 23 September 1973) William Wordsworth Charles Bukowski (16 August 1920 – 9 March 1994) Stephen Crane (November 1, 1871 – June 5, 1900) Walt Whitman - Still I Rise, Maya Angelou - Dreams, Langston Hughes - If You Forget Me, Pablo Neruda - Phenomenal Woman, Maya Angelou - The Road Not Taken, Robert Frost - I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings, Maya Angelou - Fire and Ice, Robert Frost - Annabel Lee, Edgar Allan Poe - Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening, Robert Frost - A Dream Within A Dream, Edgar Allan Poe
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Brandy Avery ~ Suí Liom Féin... ~ - Poem by Brandy Avery Suí liom féin agus crackle na crainn. Suí liom féin agus na páistí álainn gáire. Suí liom féin agus mo chroí sosanna. Suí liom féin... Aonair.. Alone... Ceithre gcroí ar fhuinneog, An mbeidh grá maireachtáil, nó a fanacht beo? Nuair a bheidh mé ach cuimhne, beidh tú dearmad orm? Suí liom féin agus ag iarraidh a grá dó. Suí liom féin agus ag iarraidh a gáire. Suí liom féin agus wondering má beidh mé grá a fháil? Ach cad é grá? Cad é grá nuair nach bhfuil aon ghrá a fheiceáil? Cad é grá nuair nach bhfuil aon duine le grá? Cad é grá nuair a bhfuil tú a chroí briste nach mbeidh a mend riamh? Suí liom féin... Alone... Alone... Suí liom féin agus le starves chroí briste. Suí liom féin ag smaoineamh ar conas a dhéanann grá duine éigin? Liom suí wondering cén fáth grá againn ina n-aonar. Suí liom féin cé go bhfuil ag iarraidh grá sé leat? Tá mé ag smaoineamh ar an todhchaí. Ach ná ní mór dúinn sa todhchaí. An bhfuil muid amach anseo? An bhfuil muid i ndáiríre anseo? Suí liom féin... Alone... Alone... Suí liom féin agus yelling ach cloiseann aon duine. Suí liom féin agus screadaíl ach mheasann aon duine. Suí liom féin agus ag caoineadh agus níl aon duine ann do chompord. Suí liom féin... Alone... Alone... Poet's Notes about The Poem Comments about ~ Suí Liom Féin... ~ by Brandy Avery Read this poem in other languages This poem has not been translated into any other language yet. Brandy Avery's Other Poems Famous Poems Phenomenal Woman Maya Angelou Still I Rise Maya Angelou The Road Not Taken Robert Frost If You Forget Me Pablo Neruda Dreams Langston Hughes Annabel Lee Edgar Allan Poe Caged Bird Maya Angelou If Rudyard Kipling Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening Robert Frost A Dream Within A Dream Edgar Allan Poe