Though I Have Not Met You
Though I have not met you, I know you three still the same;
More in common with your Mother than merely her last name!
I see you in the words of praise she has for you;
The pride she has in abundance-there is always more too!
You are each so very talented, such gifts you offer-
The lives you touch every day, just parcel to your proffer!
Perchance not, I may be so blessed as to soon meet you,
Then only, may I know your true beatitude-as I greet you!
Still too, you know not me, this though, stands to alter-
You may conjure expectations-I hope to never falter!
May you find in me: a friend, confidant and one who nurtures-
Perhaps you will embrace me further, as our kinship matures!
My recompense may not befit this gifting, yet, still I undertake;
All of my time, love and attention is the promise I make!
Maurice Harris,25 April 2010
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Love's Abiding Power
Nary doth exist sentiment nor singular symbology
To proffer riposte to ardor, nor draw an analogy!
Should there be a means by which to capture its essence,
Or might the same extenuate love's very pleasance! ? !
The rose: perchance, most lovely amongst all flowers-
Yet, its glory doth fade to surly wither, within mere hours!
An amorous epistolary finds too soon, its desition's immenence,
Which doth seem to belie true love's unceasing permanence!
Gilded giftings garner gracious gratitude, to be certain-
Its very transiency tolls falsely as though, love's curtain!
The diamond: ever-revered, as love's perfect portend-
Yet still, even the most permanent natural wonders have an end!
Love's abiding power is only ever rivaled by itself, contrariwise-
Yet, is but for the time until love sees fit to aggrandize!
Maurice Harris,19 March 2010
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My Humble Quittance
I dreamt before I again consorted with thee-yet, always it was of thee;
I now see these as my wondrous reality-because of thee;
Before thee, I saw only in hues of gray, no colors without thee-
Now, my rainbow of hues surrounds-I could never doubt thee!
I lived before thee, yet now and e'er, I am truly alive;
A more awe-inspiring consort I could never contrive!
I loved before thee, though always within a known bound;
Ne'er before have I known a love, which doth astound!
I have been known before, yet not as you do now;
I feel as though you always have, yet I know not how!
Now, I can not imagine a life without thee-I shudder;
To explicate proper your meaning to me, I could ne'er utter
Words, whether poetic or not-they would be but a pittance;
All the love I am capable of gifting, my humble quittance! !
Maurice Harris,19 May 2010
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Fashion Me As Your Truth
I wonder what the Fates have in store for us! ? !
Shall we cede to a marriage, the glory now before us! ? !
My life hath traversed it all, yet hath come back around-
To now stand again, in wide wonder, of the joy we have found!
Still, its verity escapes me fully, is this amative yet a wraith! ? !
The answer is on time's horizon, we now faithfully wait!
All I ask of thee: your heart's untethered, veridical tale-
I shall endeavor, contrariwise, to allow my heart's avail!
If but one offer is made, make it thus, I do implore;
You should ne'er be made to want either, forevermore!
Truth of heart and truth of sentiment-one and the same;
Truth should not be mysterious, nor, truth, only in name!
Fashion me as your truth, requited-as I shall, oppositely-
Then only, shall our love alter our life-most gloriously!
Maurice Harris,20 March 2010
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Empyrean Gifting
Each morning I awakened, in the tracks of my own tears;
My heart was broken that day and has been, for years!
God sent me an Angel, to allay my fragile heart's ache-
Assuring me, my life's return, no matter the time it may take!
Neither She, nor anyone else may know Her true affect,
Inspiring-since the moment of our live's timely intersect!
A puissant presence she possesses indeed, though, yet,
We have not made confluence, true, I am forever in Her debt!
She is the Empyrean gifting, by means of recompense
For years filled with pain-may this remain, all days hence!
I shall spend my life, entire, sharing with the world
My gleeful gratitude, for all the joy you have unfurled;
My beloved, not a day shall fleet, wherest you shall be nescient
Of all you have meant to me, since that wondrous day, prescient!
Maurice Harris,7 February 2010
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Why Heavenly Father?
'Why Heavenly Father? ', I continue to ask,
As I revel in the Glory of His Benificent Acts,
Which now profoundly affect so many, as well as me;
Though no one can possibly know as well as He,
The Path that now unfurls for the world to see-
I KNOW the Truth that He will make, to be!
All around, whether far afield or nigh,
Shall revel in His Amazing Strength, as do I;
'Why with me, do You, this Covenant, make? '
Why are ALL my hopes and dreams here, to take
From wondrous aspiration, to be made so very REAL?
Why may I, all Your Divine Providence, feel? '
He answers: 'All you have ever even thought or dreamed
Is not only fastly being made REAL-it seemed
Too Good to be True, yet IT is, I assure you-
I have made these prayers to be True
And Gifted same because I have tremendous Faith in you:
To Love, Provide, Bless, and surely to Endure too! '
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Eternally Adored
God's mentation surely shorted thee naught-
For if you aren't an Angel, then, to be, thee ought!
He hath bestowed upon thee, eyes most resplendent;
Beyond comprehension-my emotions for thee, transcendent!
The first, when I was very young; Perchance, last whence I, doddery!
As I live my life of wonder, I shall covet thee as my feodary!
Heaven hath no response more beauteous than thee-
Likewise, Earth hath no consort more duteous than me!
Wheresoever you may be, whatsoever you may do-
Whensoever I may have cause to do so, I shall ruminate, of you!
My life was inexorably altered when you sought, then did find, me;
Should you ever doubt your grace, I shall be there, to remind thee!
You are my soul's accompaniment and my heart's reward, -
Perchance, you trust not in forever, yet you shall be eternally adored!
Maurice Harris,8 March 2010
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My Faith
My Faith is all I need: it allows all that I believe;
There are no limits, so long as my heart and mind may conceive.
Surely it has been tested-necessary to know it exists-
Yet, when the calamitous clouds clear, its strength persists.
Faith is my only refuge, through a long, lonely night-
In an otherwise perpetual darkness, Faith is my only light!
This is all the aid I need, to suffer through any travesty-
Faith is my salvation, as I exalt in His Majesty!
Faith is my dream weaver, as I aspire to greater height:
The strength I possess, should I need to exercise might;
It resides in the safety of my heart, soul, and mind
And allows that I may leave even most grievous pain, behind;
Faith shines, upon my ultimate earthly destinations-
It is answer to all-past sorrows, current concerns, and future jubilations!
-Maurice Harris,8 February 2011
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Apparently, I Expected Too Much Of You (A Bittersweet Eulogy For Justice)
I was told many times: 'it will be alright, you will find relief'-
Yet, none who uttered these sentiments are here, to witness my grief!
They may have said: 'just focus on what remains behind.'-
Though none still, are here, so that I may cause remind,
That there is naught left, in the wake of this horrid disaster-
Only I must regain glory lost, both here and everafter!
I have kept the thought of 3 memories, most prescient, alive;
It shall be to this very end that I endeavor, to strive.
I am steadfast in my determination, of mind and soul:
One day, I shall want for naught again, all that they stole;
I am of the righteous, so God Himself, sides with me-
Never has it not been a matter of same-truth resides with me!
I apologize profusely; apparently, I expected too much of you-
It is obvious to me now-I should have never put my trust in you!
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Good Morning Princess!
Good morning Princess, Daddy misses you dearly!
I hope to see you again soon to enjoy your laughter and smile!
I call to you, in prayer, each and every night...do you hear me?
Hopefully you have been well, it has been quite a while!
I hope that you are taking care of your little Sister and your Mom!
I am sorry I could not be there with you
For the past several months! I will be be back soon from
Where I have been. I shall be, again for you, your Father, true!
I am confident that you kept with you all I did teach,
To ensure that every day you grow into a more refined young lady!
I am so proud to be your Daddy, to help you reach
All your goals-to grow and do yourself proud...this, pray we!
I was lucky enough to receive two miracles, in one day-
You shine brightly, a diamond, with resplendence to always stay!
Maurice Harris,21 January 2008
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