By Charles Robert Lindholm 2-24-2017 4:50 a.m.
I wait for her each morning
in the backside of the night
in the final hours of darkness
just before, the dawn’s first light
I long for her arrival
so in darkness I can see
and I listen like a lover
to her whispered words
for me Continue reading
By Charles Robert Lindholm
I love the way
that You love me
You always make it
thrilling
I crave the passion
in Your kisses Continue reading
By Charles Robert Lindholm 2-24-2017 4:50 a.m.
I wait for her each morning
in the backside of the night
in the final hours of darkness
just before, the dawn’s first light
I long for her arrival
so in darkness I can see
and I listen like a lover
to her whispered words
for me Continue reading
By Charles Robert Lindholm
A Christmas Sleep In Continue reading
By Nichole Sulpizio And Charles Robert Lindholm
She Heard The Door
Firmly Shut Behind Her
Then Slowly Turned Around
To Take A Final Look
As The Whisper From Her Heart
Said,
“Sometimes
There Is No Going Back”
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By Charles Robert Lindholm
A Christmas Sleep In Continue reading
By Charles Robert Lindholm
It is my bass boat Continue reading
By Charles Robert Lindholm
Leaves dream of flying Continue reading
By Charles Robert Lindholm
So many times I’ve struggled
so many people knew
I’d do the best I could
and somehow muddle through
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The Reluctant Poet 