Best Lydia Poems

Lydia in Asian Games
Running wild in Southeast
Flying with burning flames
Pride from the East....

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My Lydia, my Lydia, 
You undoubtedly have contracted chlamydia.
During one of your sex-capades, 
In a beloved city, somewhere in Syria, or India, 
Or presumably from the talented guy, 
You willingly met at the cafeteria in Nigeria. 
maybe it was the Presbyterian at the meridian?
Oh My...

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Dear
round-faced
infant girl,
dressed in a long
white gown as satin
as her skin, tranquilly
lies resting in my arms. With
blue eyes softly shut, she seems to
blissfully slumber, unaware of 
how innocently beautiful she is.

*The picture, of course, was Lydia on her blessing day
just a few months old. She is...

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She is very slender and her eyes are brown.
Her hair is lovely, long and dark.
Sometimes she wears colors in her hair or paints her nails.
When I visit at her house, she often scurries away
to be with her own little visiting girlfriends.
Not too interested in Grandma...

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Her freckled face and long hair are caressed by a gold sun;
Lydia loves springtime, her adventurous spirit breathes joy,  
and it seeks scented flowers awakened by the saffron dawn...
as she sings and plays a blue electric guitar praising His glory!
At noon she wears an...

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I first thought it just an old purse,
hand-tooled- child sized-
with braided leather strap and aged patina- 
purchased in an antique shop 
to hang on a wall or place on a shelf.

But something unexpected came with the purse, 
it seems to have an id- 
that draws...

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poem forth coming video now???

"Purple Lydia"


8/1/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2022©...

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He’s new to this district
And found us in prayer
All down by the river
Our burdens to share.
We women were needy
We women were dry
We women were hopeful
That God would come by.
And fresh from the harbour
There came this strange man
Who, serving one Jesus,
Extolled a new Plan
Where wrongs were forgiven
Where mercy held...

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Tears well from my eyes as I remember you today
Happy tears, I feel so deeply on the surface of my cheeks
Since the gravitational force of the universe
is what brings the water to the earth

I miss you already but hardly know you 

I know all of...

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Can marrying Lydia
Be a good idea
Or one to shrug off
And from her keep off?

Lydia would men ride
In her Giant Pride;
Not blinking her eyes
Drop them chosen lies:
“From parched lands heard ‘squelch’;
Beer drinkers don’t belch!”

Is shunning Lydia
A Male Coward’s fear?
Her eyes on India
Like it should be “Now!”
She...

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Lydia could be any lady, mother we know
She had a business of selling purple
Made money for her family yet
Was generous to other believers and friends
if they needed somewhere to stay she opened her home to them.

She cooked meals, cleaned and listened to the disciples
learned all...

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Lydia, don't desert me for life; I've waited years
for an answer and certainly won't give up now,
you can be kinder than you've ever been:
I've struggled through the hardest of times:
feel sorry for me, don't let rejection grow,
no man should be on his knees as I've...

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When Lydia and I
resolved to climb that apple tree -
it was over.
Childhood slipped away,
not all at once,
it took a few moments,
but when her long bare legs
arched over my eyes,
when her skirt
swung over my head
to gain the highest branch,
it was over,
I knew it 
and
she knew it.<>...

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Lydia had a fantastical mind that loved summer breezes 
She loved filling it up with pirates, dragons and daring deeds
Just give me a stack of books and a meadow, she would say.
Gone all day, entertaining herself, enjoying her adventures.
She loved the sound of the grass...

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Beautiful it is
A fall that will always flow
Till the end of time...

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