The HouseA Poem by JB Murray Contest entry... glad I stumbled upon this concept... The House By: JB Murray © June 2010 A young boy growing On unsteady feet Stumbling towards destiny On short little legs Dizzy and tired From long walks in the yard Breath catching suddenly Then laughter ensues A smile from my mother A knowingly glance A shake of her head She’s laughing as well She advances swiftly Long youthful strides She inspires and coaxes Learns me to stand A young growing boy With unsteady dreams Like those that she vanquished Without little thought A strong loving hand No excuses to make Only the truths That life has to offer This is the house that built me… © 2010 JB Murray |
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Added on June 10, 2010 Last Updated on June 10, 2010 Author
JB MurrayOrange, MAAboutAbout me huh? Well... I am writer...go figure huh? Lol. I am writer in many ways. First and foremost, I am a singer/songwriter. But I also dabble in poety, essays, one liners, short stories, and .. more..Writing
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