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Golden Hours
Golden Hours
Golden Hours
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Through my poetry, I have endeavored to capture in words what might be achieved through the lens of a camera so that, through the minds eye, the reader might both envision and share in the feelings and emotional experiences of the writer. As a picture captures a moment of personal importance to the photographer, so does a poem to the poet.
LanguageEnglish
Release dateJan 12, 2012
ISBN9781466900516
Golden Hours
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Lois Anne Polizzi

Lois Polizzi has been a writer of poetry as a hobby for the past forty years. Her desire to publish her work and to honor her grandmother, also a poet, has been a personal goal she has long dreamed of achieving.

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    Golden Hours - Lois Anne Polizzi

    © Copyright 2012 Lois Anne Polizzi.

    All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted, in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without the written prior permission of the author.

    Printed in the United States of America.

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    Contents

    Golden Hours

    Mary Elizabeth Sandy Duffy

    Indian Summer

    Teacher

    Love Song

    The Doll

    Mother

    Dad

    The Wino

    Ode to a Trucker’s Wife

    Those Oldies but Goodies

    Winter Storm

    Night

    Please Talk To Me

    Home

    Flowers

    Lessons From My Younger Days

    (a Song)

    Pray for the Children

    Old Age

    A Memorial Day Remembered

    Reflections

    The Laundromat

    The Soldier

    At Concord Bridge

    I Lit a Candle For You

    The Walk

    Michele

    White Church by the Side of the Road

    My Time

    Fly Catcher

    Old Brown Dog

    Beauty

    Duffy

    Prologue

    A Love Unspoken

    Bonnie

    It’s Not for Us to Know

    Tea

    Dear Steve

    Christmas 1993

    Christmas 1994

    Christmas 1995

    Christmas 2000

    Christmas 2003

    Guardian Angel

    Thank You Lord

    Golden Hours

    Golden hours of childhood past;

    they could not forever last.

    Could we but then had known

    what their seeds would be when grown?

    Would we have chosen with more care

    those tiny seedlets planted there?

    Sewn only seeds of love and truth,

    their blossoms gathered in our youth?

    Sunshine not sorrow for those years.

    Not clouds of bitterness and pain, and tears.

    Not blasted hopes and shattered dreams.

    Life’s future bright; not dark and gray as seemed.

    But alas, why sigh in our regret?

    There’s time to sew and gather yet!

    Flowers from seedlets we might yet sew;

    blossoms of kindness, love and trust to grow.

    Glowing beautiful, radiant and bright;

    reflecting the glory of God’s sunlight.

    Our lives guided by His love and power

    will find that future golden Hour.

    Mary Sandy Duffy

    (circa 1930)

    Mary Elizabeth Sandy Duffy

    April 1904 – April 1933

    There is no one left today who can share the memory of that late morning, when she was laid to rest beside her ancestors; the Sandys, Washingtons, Spaders, Lambs, etc. in the little cemetery at Spader’s Lutheran Church, nestled on a country hill top in rural Mt. Crawford, Virginia. I sometimes wonder if it was a sunny spring day to perhaps lift the spirits, or mock the sorrow of those who gathered around the gaping wound that would receive the earthly remains of one so cherished. Or, if a soft rain fell; the droplets tapping on black umbrellas meant to comfort those who mourned. That God himself understood their sorrow and wept too.

    Her

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