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Jan Leree Open Poetry, LLC Simple Framed Poetry |
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There is a reason, why someone passes through your life. There is a pathway, In the synapses of my mind … There is a step in the viscera ... Of my life. There is a place on the surround of my porch That only you, Have brought an enlightening torch. © jan leree 2012 
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Everyone’s life … Has a treachery and a Climb… I spend ages of time … Whimpering about mine … Until I see the man, ... Who has only hands with which to reach his life’s pines … © jan leree 2012  Words, are clumsy As rough as stubble. Words do nothing but stumble, With Heaven’s blushing strokes this beautiful. © jan leree 2012 
Why do I act as if the door on my life has no door knob? Me to me: Open the door, Silly! (c) jan leree 2012 
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AuthorMy name is Jan Leree. I am a nurse, legal nurse consultant, poet and mother . 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 encourage-ment 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: janlereewhidden@gmail.com ArchivesJanuary 2013 Categories |
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