Joseph T. Renaldi Poems

Standing on the corner
Watching a parade going by,
I looked up toward the heaven
And saw a flock of birds flying high.
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We met on a path of merriment,
Caring less at the start,
But other paths came later
And circumvented my lonely heart.
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So much of the thoughts of winter,
The sameness of them all -
Always the snow shovel on the porch,
The galoshes in the hall.
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Let me remain active, as I grow old.
There are many interesting things to do,
Salvaging the body and enlightening the mind,
And many activities not be new.
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Each season yields its lofty ways
But none like the wintertime.
Snowflakes falling from the sky
In shapes and forms of every kind.
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A little girl at Easter time
Is a beautiful sight to see,
Wearing a bonnet with frills upon it
And her face so bright with glee.
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All quiet along the Tigris - Euphrates today,
No explosions save the rush of the river,
While Muslims gather at mosques to mourn
And profoundly pray for a peace they revere.
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A brilliant, morning sun appears on the horizon,
And songbirds begin to sing.
Wild flowers put forth a pleasant aroma,
While colorful butterflies spread their wings.
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I come to you in desperate need
With shattered dreams not to be.
I come to you with problems in store
So that my soul can be restored.
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Don't worry?
The sun rises in the East
And still sets in the West.
The clouds in an endless pattern
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