The hour, It is late …
the time calls yet …
as the soul ties
permeate through the gate.
©jan leree 2012
the time calls yet …
as the soul ties
permeate through the gate.
©jan leree 2012
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Day, it ends. Night, in tenderness bends... Life, in sweet, sweet newness... Begins again. (c)jan leree 2012 
In the rush … She sought solitude and simple hush … ... She looked for peace, In the miles walked … Among the caressing reeds by the sea. ©jan leree 2012 
The way You move, The way You brush against me, When I walk … The way You breathe in the wind … The way You care less, ... About what offends the egos of men. In so many unspeakable ways … You touch me … You set my soul free. © jan leree 2012 
A walk along the river, Can still … Like a day out of town. Take time, ... To notice your life … To stop And lay your cares down. © jan leree 2012 
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AuthorMy name is Jan Leree. I am a nurse, legal nurse consultant, poet and above all, mother of four wonderful adult children. I am writing here from my own life experiences, in loss, in grief, in humor and in joy. I hope that you will find encouragement to face your life's circumstances by visiting my pages here. My heart and prayers are in a place to offer encouragement to you. The rights to the poetry and photographs are copyrighted to me. If you wish to purchase cards, post cards, calendars, or framed art of my work, you may do so. Email me at: [email protected] Archives
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