Poems by William Mae

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  • Business Of The Mind
    A busied mind is enemy to passion...

  • Hearts Secret Dreams
    Without a word the deepest feelings...

  • Of all the roses in field,
    Each different from another...

  • One Day (5) 3

    One day I know not when,
    the blind man will see again...

  • While Shepard's strolled upon the hills,
    As many nights before...

  • Sweated beads
    Upon your body...

  • Waves of Words
    Life is fickle, life's erratic, with no plan or...

  • A Different World
    In other realms to most unknown...

  • Some say my dear, our lives first appeared...
    That we were two cells, ebbing in goo, where the...

  • Attitude (6) 6

    If your day should start off dreary,
    Count your blessings not your woes...

  • If I penned a million poems,
    Of feelings that are mine...

  • Though wind blows summer from my memory, Elevates...
    As surely as the moon comes rising, and just as...