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Here are two poems that I've carried down the road with me for over 40 years and a poem I wrote after reading Vagharshapats intro: (1) Across the fields of yesterday/ He sometimes comes to me/ A little lad just back from play/ The lad I used to be/ And yet he smiles so wistfully/ Once he has crept within/ I wonder if he hopes to see/ The man I might have been. Thomas S. Jones Jr. Thi next one is by an unknown Author and is said to be Abraham Lincolns favorite poem ---- Tell me ye winged winds / That round my pathways roar/ Do ye not know someplace/ Where mortals weep no more/ The loud winds dwindled/ To a wispers low/ And sighed for pity/ As they answered no.
After reading Vagharshapat describe himself as ( like a mud) I wrote this poem: Like a mud, where the grass grows so rich and green/ Like a mud, where the flowers bloom so vibrant in color/ Like a mud ,so teeming with life/ Like a mud, where the gold is found so valued and precious/ Yes, you are like a mud/ Gods mud.
Here are two poems that I've carried down the road with me for over 40 years and a poem I wrote after reading Vagharshapats intro: (1) Across the fields of yesterday/ He sometimes comes to me/ A little lad just back from play/ The lad I used to be/ And yet he smiles so wistfully/ Once he has crept within/ I wonder if he hopes to see/ The man I might have been. Thomas S. Jones Jr. Thi next one is by an unknown Author and is said to be Abraham Lincolns favorite poem ---- Tell me ye winged winds / That round my pathways roar/ Do ye not know someplace/ Where mortals weep no more/ The loud winds dwindled/ To a wispers low/ And sighed for pity/ As they answered no.
After reading Vagharshapat describe himself as ( like a mud) I wrote this poem: Like a mud, where the grass grows so rich and green/ Like a mud, where the flowers bloom so vibrant in color/ Like a mud ,so teeming with life/ Like a mud, where the gold is found so valued and precious/ Yes, you are like a mud/ Gods mud.
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