Poems from Tom Fulton

Turn away, my loving child Someday you’ll make it through. You’re stronger than you know, my child Your God and I love you.   You’ll do...
Cold is what I feel on days I think about our past ‘cause cold is what you were to me When our love couldn’t last   The thought of you and...
I had all of you, Most of you. Loving you, Close to you.   You meant the most to me I meant the most to you   Now I have most of you, Some...
if you could only take the why out of it  what’s yours could have been ours
Optimism, not yet here Preluding, yet it rests Finds shelter in an anxious heart Remaining unpossessed   Contingencies erupt like flame...

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