Weeding in our Garden (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Finding the tares, the weeds the grasses, the ragweed, milkweed and plantain, growing, thriving in the lilies, the beds, the ...
Finding the tares, the weeds the grasses, the ragweed, milkweed and plantain, growing, thriving in the lilies, the beds, the ...
The power to move mountains or the power to remove mountains such is the power compared juxtaposed with love, with ...
There was a smile waiting for me on my arrival, taking a break a smile waiting for me at the ...
Bright, young faces sitting on the steps, in the chancel drinking in the words of the pastor hearing of the ...
She wonders if I believe the words I write about her faith, her beliefs, her love of God Her submission ...
It is there, deep in her young heart bearing fruits of faith, in our lives sharing the belief she has ...
It is there, deep in her young heart bearing fruits of faith, in our lives sharing the belief she has ...
Forget the frank, Give me the Fenway sausage. Lansdowne or Yawkey, Just give me the street, the crowds, the carts. ...
Not a Gorton's Fisherman, no he doesn't have the hands, the weathered brow, the smell of fish, or the sound ...
In seventeen hundred, a much hated sultan visited us twice, finally dying of headaches in the south harbor. Ever since, ...
"Lord, being dark," I said, "I cannot bear The further touch of earth, the scented air; Lord, being dark, forewilled ...
The Baker's Tale They roused him with muffins--they roused him with ice-- They roused him with mustard and cress-- They ...
Dedication Inscribed to a dear Child: in memory of golden summer hours and whispers of a summer sea. Girt with ...
When I was young, I used to Watch behind the curtains As men walked up and down the street. Wino ...
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