Author Archives: Steven R. Drennon

SEVEN ROSES

To my dear wife I’m giving this To thank you for our wedded bliss: A single rose for every year That I’ve been blessed to hold you near, And now that you’ve become a mother, For Heather I will give … Continue reading

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THIS RING

How do you possess my mind with thoughts of you? I struggle to break your hold and yet My efforts have been in vain. It seems like my Most ardent attempts have somehow met Resistance from deep within my very … Continue reading

Posted in 1988, Memories | Leave a comment

WORDS EXPRESSED BY HAND

May all the words you choose to write In all the days to come Be words of love and happiness, But then again, if some Should happen to be sorrow-filled, Then I will understand, As long as your emotions are … Continue reading

Posted in 1987, This Moment | Leave a comment

FOR NOW . . .

I cannot find the words to say The things that should come easily. No longer am I filled with thoughts Of things which once were dear to me. It’s not that I’ve forgotten them, For they are always in my … Continue reading

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PURSUING DREAMS

The skies above were hazy gray. Her eyes were soft and blue. Her golden hair tossed in the breeze As raindrops fell like dew. That damp and misty afternoon We spent along the beach Pursuing dreams and fantasies That seemed … Continue reading

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MISTY MICHELLE

Misty blue eyes, a child of the stage, Immersed in the music, beneath the bright light. Come sit by his side when the music is done. Have mercy on one who is lonely tonight. Entranced by your motions, they sit … Continue reading

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MEMORIES

Our time for love has come and gone While memories yet linger on Of walking barefoot in the rain, And how your leaving brought me pain. My memories seem like a dream Of when we waded through a stream. The … Continue reading

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NO PLACE LIKE HOME

My carefree days of youth are spent, At times I wonder where they went, Those simple times of my childhood. When I look back, they seemed so good. You showed me early how to care, To offer love and how … Continue reading

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THE WINE

The bottle sits upon the table still, It’s color brightened by the morning sun Which dances lightly on the window sill To signify the day has just begun. The wine remains within, untasted yet, A symbol of the better times … Continue reading

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AN EMPTY PAGE

I stare at an empty page, It’s lines running together in a blur, Void of thought or expression. In days gone by they beckoned me To share my words of love, Filling each line with meaning. In prose I praised … Continue reading

Posted in 1986, Hidden Love | Leave a comment