COLORS OF THE WINDA Poem by Bill Grimes Jr.”if it were a private moment...i would have written it in chalk.....so that when the wind blew.... the colors of the chalk would blow to the far corners or the rain fell.... the colors of the chalk would seep into the cracks of the earth” © Pamela Key Bain 2011 COLORS OF THE WIND Soul Friends Borne of deepest spirit So many joyful moments No canvas can sufficiently portray Precious Godly essence This world so often misconstrues such wonder Penetrating peace Our smiles mirror splendid harmony No words need to be spoken When in its surreal presence Mystifying colors Turn to dust Then soar to highest heaven To shower all Who feel such perfect dedication Incredible brilliance Forever etched in vibrant effigy As such sacred love Forever… It shall be….. © Bill Grimes Jr. 2011 © 2011 Bill Grimes Jr. |
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Bill Grimes Jr.Madison, ALAboutMe Child of God at age 53 My heart belongs to my children The essence of my smile My reason to be My soul belongs to Jesus Christ I am because of Him Im a doting Dad Published wordsmith Music.. more..Writing
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