BEYOND MY REACH


Very deep. Excellent poem. Excellent thoughts.

keithgarrettpoetry

With my hand stretched to the sky I can’not touch the stars so high,

Nor the clouds, a falling star, or the sun going down.

The wind, I can’not grab hold, a bird in flight,

A dream in the night, never a yesterday.

Beyond my reach is not my dreams,

It is not that which i pray for.

The hand of god I can’not touch, in my heart I can surely take hold,

It is not hope, nor faith, it is not a tomorrow.

Beyond my reach are many things,

Beyond my reach is not everything.

Keith Garrett

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lizswiger13


A new follower of mine who is into poetry. Her poetry will hit home with a lot of you. She shares thoughts and dreams and hurts as well. Don’t expect fancy drawings. Don’t expect silly nonsensical poetry. She writes from the heart. Be prepared.

https://lizswiger13.wordpress.com/2015/05/12/the-girl-over-there/

https://lizswiger13.wordpress.com/2014/12/07/odd-things-i-do-that-people-dont-always-admit-to-doing/

https://lizswiger13.wordpress.com/2015/06/03/love-2/

Best to all. Gordon.