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Ode to those with a heart of gold Ode to those both young and old Ode to those who are fighting in war This is what god made us for Ode to those who have broken hearts Ode to those who have fallen...
Rows and rows of broken dreams. Letters carved in stone. Friends and family left behind. Shattered and alone. Some have flowers, some have notes. Some are simply bare. A crying woman speaks to one.
If I'm not here tomorrow, Please try to understand, The life youve given me to date, Has been splended and grand, If I'm not here tomorrow, Please take good care of your health, Be sure to eat...
Why Does reason even matter. Why Do words falter some. Why Does a single comment alter. These words left unsung. Is strength true in unity, or in my army of one.
As I was giving my son a hug and kiss before he left for college this morning, it made me ponder on a mothers role. This is not meant as an attack on fathers.
Thanks to @gazplend for writing this poem for me...
When like a candle now, Your light has ceased; When like the sun, Your warmth subsided; After your radiance completely left me, Alone in the dimness that knows no morning or night; The...
#emotional A Poem, doesn't have to rhyme. A Poem, doesn't even cost a dime... A Poem, is what should make you bright. A Poem, is what makes your light. A Poem, will make your schemes go away.
If I had one wishy. I'd give you all a kissy. I wish I had you here. A kiss I'd plant if near. A friend you all are. I love from afar. It may sound kinda silly. Me being a silly billy.
He is not the kind of hero who is fighting in the war. He is not the one who sails off shore. I don't call him SERGEANT, CAPTAIN or SIR. His title is dad that's is for sure.
Idag skulle du fyllt sju.. För exakt ett år sedan pussade jag din nos och sa "grattis pluttis idag är du sex". Du tittade på mig och din svans vifta så där busigt från sida till sida.
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I don't keep it in the attic, it's not inside a drawer, it's more precious than that to me, for it means so much more.
#household. All that I have. A photograph. It's pretty much. An epitaph. A hymn for love. For you and me. And a love. That cannot be. A timeless shot. Your pretty face. Beautiful. Filled with grace.
Little girl, So peaceful in this world. Sleeping, Dreaming with a smile. Little girl, Believing in princesses, And fairytales. Dresses, With frilly florals.
Now I lay me down to sleep, your love my soul will keep. I pray your presence finds my dreams, I can't live without you or so it seems.
I've read the debates, The cards are stacked high, But only one card brings a tear to the eye. It isn't a joker, a king or a jack, You'd never have known it was there in the pack.
Tender memories, so fragile and clear, revokes my heartache for you to be near. You held me up as far as the sky, but you are not here now, oh, how I cry.
A friend is like a flower -- a rose to be exact, Or maybe like a brand new gate --that never comes unlatched A friend is like an owl, both beautiful and wise Or perhaps a friend is like a ghost,...
I miss your ears, Your pokey nose; Even hair balls, I suppose.
Rose are red, Violets are blue My heart is broken And so is my hope of finding you I have searched high and low Near and far Where have you gone.
I miss the feeling of love... I miss the feeling of coziness in my heart......... I miss the feeling of my heart beating fast when ever she is around.......