Poems from J.B.Moore
I once was a man, so full of pride
Behind my timidity would I hide
I thought my deeds were like shimmering gold
When in truth, no value...
Today is a day that comes once a year
A day for some to shed a joyful tear.
Needless to say, I'd rather not cry
Well at least I can say...
Oh the beauty of the seasons
Each one with it's own specific reasons
Winter springing as Summer is falling
Look at the sounds of Memory,...
This is the Fisherman's tale
With a rod in hand and live bait in a pale,
Of a day spent out on the beach
And fish just a cast out of reach...
Lying awake, I stare at the ceiling,
Wondering if I'll ever regain any feeling.
Trying to lay still, I still feel like I'm falling,...