Poems by my father, Loyal Pritchard
Published by
The International Library of Poetry
No Measure for Love
Editor's Choice Award
Love is a measureless fountain,
A fountain that never runs dry,
Love will stand forever,
Like a mountain that stands so high;
You can measure the depth of the ocean,
The height of the stars above,
All things under heaven have measure,
But there is no measure for love.
You can measure the wind that is blowing,
You can measure the falling dew,
You can measure the time I'm waiting,
Waiting to be with you;
Your love is an anchor I treasure,
An anchor for all things there of,
All things under heaven have measure,
But there is no measure for love.
Should Yesterday Roll
Should yesterday roll around again,
Yesterday, did my world end?
I'll be strong; I'll carry on again;
I'll win,
Should yesterday roll around again.
Yesternight, bright as the sun,
Life now in my way, with nowhere to run;
Yesternight, I had love without sorrow;
Tomorrow, I'll have a friend,
Should yesterday roll around again.
Stop/Not
You can stop loving me,
But, not in springtime;
I'll need you when the flowers fade.
You can stop loving me,
But, not in summer;
Summer leaves our love in shade.
You can stop loving me
after one eternity;
But, not in winter's chilling breeze.
You can stop loving me,
But, not in autumn;
We can love among the pretty leaves.
You can stop loving me
after I cry an ocean;
You can sail away on my tears.
You can stop loving me
after leaving me a notice
for about ten thousand years.
You can stop loving me
after my life has ended;
No longer I'll need your love.
Seeds Sown in the Wind
Seeds sown in the wind-
Somewhere, they'll grow again;
Blowing in the wind
is the answer, my friend,
to seeds sown in the wind.
Some fall on stone
where they can't grow at all;
Some among thorns-
No choice where they fall;
Some sprout and wither,
An untimely end-
Seeds sown in the wind.
Some, crumbs to the sea-
In good soil they dreamed to be;
Bearing fruitful harvest
for hunger to end;
Seeds sown in the wind.
Christmas will never be over
as long as you love me;
Year-round bright and merry
I will be.
By far, you are my guiding star;
From me be never far;
An angel singing with glee-
Christmas will never be over
as long as you love me.
If the world had a Christmas tree,
On it you'd be
a shining tinsel for earth and heaven to see;
Christmas will never be over
as long as you love me.
Christmas Will Never Be Over
How Far We Are In Love
How far is the sun
from those mountains you love,
How far is the sky above;
How far away is the Milky Way,
That's how far we are in love.
How wide is the widest ocean,
How wide is the falling dew,
How far away
does your memory stray,
That's how far we are in love.
How far is an eastern star
from the golden west,
How far is heaven's crest;
How far away,
Forever and a day,
That's how far we are in love.
The clothes you wear,
Your colors share
love, hope and dignity.
Your stripes and stars,
A symbol - no bars
will ever hold you in captivity.
I love you in red, white, and blue;
Your colors keep coming through.
You wave to the world you care;
America, I love the clothes you wear.
Red for blood shed,
White for purity,
And blue for hope and royalty.
Clothed by freedom's hand
under God's command,
You waiver all captivity.
I love you in red, white, and blue;
Your colors keep coming through.
You wave to the world you care;
America, I love the clothes you wear.
America, I Love the Clothes You Wear
"No Measure for Love"
"No Measure for Love"
International Poet of Merit Award
2002
