in the walk with a friend.
Tell me where you're going ...
and I'll be able to open the story,
as to where,
... across that bridge,
I've been...
(c) jan leree 2012
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Hope is found,
in the walk with a friend. Tell me where you're going ... and I'll be able to open the story, as to where, ... across that bridge, I've been... (c) jan leree 2012
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These trees had fabulous swank,
scolio and sway ... bold with glory, ripe with years of people who have leaned on them ... and shed their story… © jan leree 2012 The tulips’ season comes,
They bind, They unify … They glorify … They meld into grandmothers, ... Then droop, parting ways and cry, Their camel’s backs, they break and die … And my wheels of time, Go rolling on by. © jan leree 2012 The path is not marked
The path is so dark The path is set off to the side The path to your heart The path is narrow … ... Seems to hide The path hard to find, Please Lord, open wide. Show me a place… Where you want me to be Show me a trace… A trickle, A simplicity. © 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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