Andrew Hinton Poems
|1.||Just Hope And A Dream||1/22/2013|
|2.||The Die To Cast||1/27/2013|
|3.||The Strength I Find||1/27/2013|
|4.||The End Is All I Seek||1/27/2013|
|6.||I Didn'T Try To Run Lord||1/27/2013|
|7.||A Winter Night||1/27/2013|
|9.||A Timid Intrest||2/9/2013|
|10.||Let Me Know It Is I You Will Miss||2/11/2013|
|11.||A Praise And Prayer||2/19/2013|
|12.||Burying An Old Man||2/19/2013|
|15.||Lead Me With Your Shepherd's Hands||2/27/2013|
|23.||Still With Me||8/12/2013|
|26.||Keeps Me Alive||12/7/2013|
|29.||I Want To Say I Do||1/27/2013|
|30.||A Flickering Flame||1/22/2013|
|31.||The Fluorescent Sky's Glow||1/31/2013|
Why does music move the soul,
And temporarily make us whole?
What is it about the vibration of air,
That draws us from darkness’ lair?
How does it bolster our being,
And keep our time from fleeing?
I think these questions though,
Are misdirected very so.
It is not why, or what, or how too,
Because music is not a thing, but a who.
She’ll take your hand and dance,
Opening your heart to sweet romance.
If your crushed she’ll take your hand,
And give you strength to stand.
Music is a gift from God,
Gentle guiding and healing of His rod.
Just Hope And A Dream
When my darling asks me how much I love her what will I say?
Will I think of all the times I held sorrow and loneliness at bay?
Will I think of all the times my heart was broken before?
Will I be at a loss for words and succumb to using a metaphor?
No, maybe on a mountain we will kiss, together lost in a moment of bliss.
No, maybe in the sea, our hearts will realize that we are meant to be.
But I am here now, with just hope and dream,
Giggles and flirting might be less than they see