Rain Drops

Rain drops
sounds you
make.
Water up to my neck
oh, so deep.
Where's a boat,
when you want one?

poem by Jim Foulk
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Poetry in the sky

Poetry in the sky,
sweet as apple pie,
flows through the ear,
and into the mind so dear.

wrote 11-22-06

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Busy in His Ways

We need to be
like the ant,
so busy in his ways.

Always working
together and getting
things done.

wrote 4-9-07

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On a day like today

On a day like today,
sitting outside watching my dogs play,
i thank the Lord for everything,
that he may bring

wrote 11-22-06

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Thanks Rain

it was so,
nice for
you to pay us
a visit after
snow had stayed
so long. But
enough is enough.
My poor dogs
want to go
for
a walk now.

(4-24-07)

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Little Fly

Little fly,
around the room you go,
someday soon you will die
little fire fly how you glow
when i see you
i say oh my
until i see the poor little fly

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Up, Up, You Go

up, up and up you go,
never looking down,
seeing the blue skies,
all around you
as you float,
along the way of
life you wonder
how long has it
been since i last
kissed you

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In Between

A man is born and he dies
what he does in between is where it lies,
he can be great or very small,
if he is great, he will stand tall,
if he is small, it won't matter at all.

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To Much Hair

There is thin hair,
heavy hair,

There is gray hair,
and red hair,

then there is no hair,
I will be hair
for you forever,

every hair you go,
I will go hair to.

(4-11-07)

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Far Distance

Is it a far distance to the way home?
If you look at the blue flowers around you,
to see you are still here, but wait!
stop and look,
to find that you are home now and safe

wrote 12-1-06

poem by Jim Foulk
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