Apples of Gold
Part one...Apples of Gold; wisdom untold. A present to me from Jean
Carey; a poetic friend of mine. I haven't heard from for sometime
Beautiful words, like apple blossoms bloom. A French perfume
sayings "gleamed" from far and wide all o'er the country side.
My beloved English tutor tried and true. Oh, how much I really
miss you!
Revised 6/15.12--Roxanne Dubarry
Part two... My Former Poetic Best friend
Once upon a time, and very long ago, I searched for a
wide river's road around the bend, only to run into a
dead end. Oh, but I can remember when, you used
to call me your very best friend. Our world's were
as different as could be. The only real tie between
us was our love of poetry.
Roxanne Dubarry
***published in a poetry booklet
courtesy of Faith Lutheran Church,
my former church my and former
denomination due to personal and
health issues.
I have finally learned my lessons,
After a few more failed encounters with
Some past friends of mine,
I quickly discovered not to waste any more
Valuable time.
Trying to renew old acquaintances cause I
Have had some problems with new ones.
There is nothing new under the sun.
Which is why I have chosen to keep
Mainly to my self, with a few exceptions.
Things usually do work out to be that
Much better that a'way.
Now if I would only remember to take
Some more time each day to watch and
Wait and pray for our Lord Jesus Christ
To come back down and take all of His
Special children to heaven soon one day.
Love as always,
Roxanne Lea Dubarry
Roxy Lea 1954/October Country
October 24, 2025
