My Precious Bequeath!

Whatever has been done to my precious bequeath;
Indubitably 'neath the surface, I gander beneath! ?
My family I cherished so few weeks ago-
Now here an entity I could barely even know!

Mother has become her 12-year-old self-
Maternal nature surely...to a point, on the shelf!
What is being for all others affected?
Not to mention it is I who all has rejected!

Be so wherever you may surely want to be!
Surely too though not to forget...father...me!
Happiest of holidays surely I have not had!
To be sure, for some time...without family...I will be sad!

Always, my love for thee, grows ever more deep;
Then too, always my price...ever so steep!

Maurice Harris,8 December 2007

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All My Hopes And Dreams

All my hopes and dreams have come true
Owe it all indeed to only you:
Your fascinating spirit lifts me to great height,
Ne'er had I imagined this love's might!

I truly do love you more than I could myself,
Our amity has taken a life unto itself!
Whensoever you shall need me, surely I will heed your call,
If ever you desire such I shall ease your fall!

All ever you are that I could imagine,
The mere thought of you-I am arush with adrenaline!
Confounding and complex, yet as simply as may be:
I am in love with you and you, with me!

I am empowered to move mountains with strength given,
Only to fortify still, passed our lives we are living!

Maurice Harris,22 October 2008

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Wherest So Ever

Wherest so ever you may roam-
Obliged would I be, if only allowed I'd be to come home!
No matter, for what may be chosen, as reason:
Doest, please, expediently-'fore the changing of the season!

No matter, for what may be regarding, as to why? !
Ever present, all knowing- answer cometh from the Sky!
Life altered all but too fast- too forever, changed
Life altered all but too completely- all too much, rearranged!

Ne'er before, perhaps, ne'er since-
Ne'er shall I know all happening, whence!
Do I yet perceive all differences-
Inherent in what acts, need consequence! ?

Loveth you always, forever and ever;
Love that ceases not, altering never!

Maurice Harris,11 November 2007

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Fear Is The Opposite Of Love

'Fear is the opposite of love: it will transmogrify love into hate; the more intense and real the love, the more deceitful and surreal, the hate; the difference is that 'hate' is temporary; love is forever, and will shine through in the end, conquering all, especially hate, in any form that it may take. Hate breeds all negative emotions, like anger, false blame, deceit, etc., while love breeds all positive emotions, like faith, compassion, respect and empathy. NEVER choose hate, all that will do is tear apart the fabric of what makes you a beautiful person and turn you into that which you loathe the most, a manipulative, deceitful, conniving monster'

~Maurice Harris,11 January 2012

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Long Since Have I...

Long since have I...let go of blame;
Long since should we have...let go of shame!
Ever since have I...looked forward, the day
Where you might...say you love me...say!

All days since have hardened my resolve;
All days since ther have been to solve
This quixotic journey we've been on...since that day,
All-knowing of Justice...since our way lay!

Ever-knowing, all-powerful, inimitable...is it!
Truth, more than all, shall allow our leave of this rift!
Adjudication, all that it means, redemption saved!
Perhaps one day soon, they shall see all I gave!

Ever-present, ever-knowing...as He is too;
Known, but to Him, the answer...for now...then you!

Maurice Harris,7 December 2007

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My Temporary Home

I can put up photographs of loved ones
And other familiar items, when I need some,
But this will never be more than my temporary home!
Here, in the land of prodigal sons,
I hope I never just assimilate;
All I have to do is time-nothing more!
Long ago, I accepted that my fate
Would be decided by looking past this, to something more!

Never once was a really given a choice,
But I am determined to give my future a voice
That erases regrets of the past, and to have none new-
I wish to better the lives of loved ones, and to have one, too!
This is but my temporary home, I hope for one, more permanent,
With faith and hope, I may help Him to determine it!

Maurice Harris,19 July 2011

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Our World

We live in a world of deceit and greed,
But, also one of beauty and honor-I must concede
There is an enigmatic dichotomy to be sure;
The diversity that confounds, also provides its allure!
The same world that will make your heart break,
Is the same world that is sure to make
You believe in God, if you do not already!
Think about all the world has to offer-its heady
Just to ponder its sheer magnificence;
It makes us all accept our own insignificance-
We are naught more than microscopic dots on a massive canvas
That is the ever-changing painting, that is
Our world-yes, our's-and we are its stewards-
If we take care of Her, She showers us with rewards!

-Maurice Harris,17 July 2011

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I Miss You...

I miss you...as the flowers crave the rain-
Without you, lo, shall thee come again?
As days sans the sun, my world, dark when wanting:
Your absence, when erred did I-haunting!

Sorrow have I not though for what was recited,
Alas, response as proffered, surely was invited!
Offered thee though, as my amity's token;
Mine own truth, more worthy than words not spoken!

My verity, to you offered as an amorous alm-
Your presence near, to serve as my beauteous balm!
Whence lacking for thee am I, not have I reason
To look to the beauty inherent in our newest season!

I long for thee-as the night doth the moon,
Pray do I for your truance to cease most soon!

Maurice Harris,1 April 2009

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This Luminescence

So long as I may be capable of respiration,
Thou shan't e'er be wanton for admiration:
I shall trumpet thine beatitude to the world, entire-
Thou art the dream, to which I most ardently aspire;
Mine whole life had been, of true love, devoid-
Until that fateful day, when again deployed
Was the promise that we envisioned many years ago-
Long dormant, this luminescence is once again, aglow!

That which burns so beauteous and bright,
Shan't be disregarded, to fleet from sight
Before its brilliance may be properly appreciated;
A love deferred is a love never satiated:
I owe it to you, and you owe it to me,
To take this chance, to see what we may be!

-Maurice Harris,17 February 2011

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A Promise Kept

All alone in the darkness, all alone in the light,
All alone with anguish of my soul,
Through the long, dark, lonely night!
This is what her deceit gifted and what it stole:
No one here to comfort me, nor to allay my fears,
No one may take away the abject pain,
Nor may anyone wipe away the tears
That fall upon my pillow, again and again!

With a wish in my heavy heart, I pray for relief-
That my Good and Gracious God may quell my grief:
'Send me an Angel', I implore Him, 'make real,
The visage I see in my mind's eye, and in my heart, feel! '
We are almost there Heavenlyy Father, one more step-
All else is in order, I need now only, a promise kept!

-Maurice Harris,11 July 2011

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