Posted by: John | June 30, 2016

Chimes

No breeze for my wind chimes;
No reason for my rhymes —
Have I outlived my times?
Am I ready for other climes?

Posted in Poetry

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  1. You’ve always liked rhymes;
    Done them many times.
    Experienced other climes;
    And I’ve heard those chimes.

    By: 4healthywomen on August 3, 2016
    at 1:24 pm

    Reply

    • Thanks!

      By: John on August 3, 2016
      at 1:38 pm

      Reply

      • Beautiful blue skies;
        our paths once crossed.
        Stay on glide path;
        you rarely bossed.

        A much better person
        I am for all that;
        A teacher, a friend,
        Let’s just say 4635 Fox.

        By: 4healthywomen on August 3, 2016
        at 2:24 pm


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