At Last
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By Gynith Roberts
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AT LAST
From the depths of darkness The Soul is set free And morning has come |
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Submitted: Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Last Updated: Tuesday, May 19, 2009
About the Poet
I still have 4 grandsons and love to write. Although it hasn't been easy (nothing worth while ever is), on June 1 Floyd and I will celebrate our 57th wedding anniversary.
Other Poems by Gynith Roberts
- A Precious Gift
- Advent Blessing
- And the Wind Shall Always Blow
- Artist
- At Last
- Awakening
- Born in a Manger
- Charity
- Child of the Wind
- Christmas
- Collections
- Each Day
- Eighty
- Gettysburg
- Haiku
- Haiku #2
- Harvest Feast
- Hope
- Ignorant
- Inspirational Thoughts
- Legend of the Swamp
- Let Life's Lessons Prevail
- Let Us Celebrate
- Life and Death
- Mama
- Mannerisms
- Masterpiece of God
- Midwest March
- Morning
- Night Music
- Promises of Spring
- Racin' with the Devil
- Rainbow
- Raise the Curtain
- Rhythm of Wind
- Ribbons of Life
- Shadows of Eternity
- Solitude
- Songs of Nature
- Summer Nights
- Sunbeams
- The Circus
- The Dollar
- The Light Bulb
- The Lost Sheep
- The Mask
- The Midnight Hour
- The Oak Tree
- The Phoenix
- The River
- The Traveler
- Thought for the Day
- Three Haiku for You
- Time
- Valley of Pines
- Whispers of Wind
- Wild Roses
- Wind in the Willow
- Windmills
- Window of Light
- Word Chimes
- Year's End
- Yesterday
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