Jay Loring Poems

I know you miss your mama,
I miss your mama too.
But mama's mama needs her now,
so, what are we to do?
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Dear Santa,

I'm sorry to bother you,
Santa, my dear.
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My Dear Child,
I just got your letter -
along with the key,
and I wanted to thank you
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Of all the poems that I could write,
of all the subjects grand,
of this sweet tale, I think I might -
the girl who took my hand.
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It was one of those magical times
when the world around you dresses up
in its brightest, cleanest,
most ornate garments and
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I woke to a familiar friend -
his coming unexpected.
He came in softly in the night -
his presence undetected.
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The rain has been falling
what seems like forever.
I'm not really certain how long.
It's no good attempting
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I felt the warmth of the sun today.
I wondered where he'd been.
I'd missed the bright and pleasant ray
and couldn't remember when
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The sun shines through my window now.
My senses drink it in.
I lift the shades up and allow
its warmth to touch my skin.
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Green...everywhere the earth is budding
forth in vernal hues. My senses are alive, anxious
to shake off the dull sameness of winter.
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