Written by Adam M. Snow
What I see
beyond the horizon glow.
Beyond the hues of purple and gold.
Beyond the setting sun
and the glittering of the bluish sea.
I see a coming birth,
a new day,
new beginning.
I see hope.
A Poem Written by Adam M. Snow What I see beyond the horizon glow. Beyond the hues of purple and gold. Beyond the setting sun and the glittering of the bluish sea. I see a coming birth, a new day, new beginning. I see hope. A.M. Snow © 2012 all rights reserved
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Little Child Written by Adam M. Snow Little child, weary wanderer, leaving home to go forth yonder. Sat alone beneath oak tree, to sleep away his misery. A mile from his cottage home, this little child left to roam, in the woods so dark and damp; this little child would make his camp. While asleep, he heard asunder; flash of lights -- arose of thunder. Upon his face a dreadful frown, pouring rain now crashing down. He watched a tragic play unfold, that left this child in the cold. The tent he pitched -- swept away, by the shifting mud and clay. Now the child dripping wet, sat alone the night and wept. A.M. Snow © 2012 all rights reserved Thy Mirror's Reflection Written by Adam M. Snow Arose ye in thy chamber so cold and dank, awaits thy morn of lore of lank. But it be, that spoken of thy mirror's reflection, reveals to thee thy sorrowful resurrection. Reveals to thee thy hope and despair, reveals to thee thy life's doctrinaire. A.M. Snow © 2012 all rights reserved |
"Too much knowledge will lead a man to believe he's God." AuthorA.M. Snow is a poet, photographer and in his own way, a philosopher and he is a strong devoted dedicated follower of Jesus Christ. POETRY
A collection of Adam M. Snow's poetry.
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