In Memory Poems
Memories of our family and childhood are what shape our personality and who we are. Whether we like it or not, our personality is formed by our parents, brothers, sisters, and the environment that we grew up in. For some interacting with their family feels like more bother than it is worth. They cut off ties with their families and make up pseudo families made up of chosen friends. This is OK as long as we realize that our past continues to affect who we are. We can only grow as people when we choose to confront our past. Only then can we move forward in our lives.
Poems In Memory of Loved Ones
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Meet You At The Gate
A beautiful garden now stands alone,
missing the one who nurtured it
But now she is gone,
Her flowers still bloom, and the sun it still shines,
But the rain is like tear drops, for the ..........
missing the one who nurtured it
But now she is gone,
Her flowers still bloom, and the sun it still shines,
But the rain is like tear drops, for the ..........
My Memory Library
Imagine if I was given one moment,
just a single slice of my past.
I could hold it close forever,
and that moment would always last.
I'd put the moment in a safe,
within my hearts ..........
just a single slice of my past.
I could hold it close forever,
and that moment would always last.
I'd put the moment in a safe,
within my hearts ..........
I Miss You Grandma
I think about you all the time,
And everyday it hurts to cry.
So much has happened in my life,
I'm not sure how hard to try.
Tears are falling constantly,
My heart hurts ..........
And everyday it hurts to cry.
So much has happened in my life,
I'm not sure how hard to try.
Tears are falling constantly,
My heart hurts ..........
Memories
I feel a warmth around me
like your presence is so near,
And I close my eyes to visualize
your face when you were here,
I endure the times we spent together
and they are locked inside ..........
like your presence is so near,
And I close my eyes to visualize
your face when you were here,
I endure the times we spent together
and they are locked inside ..........
Friend Is An Angel Poem, You're My Star, My Dear
The beam shines down,
The rays so bright,
The stars come forward,
At the dead of night.
I feel you close,
You’re always here,
The glow of the sun,
You’re my star, my ..........
The rays so bright,
The stars come forward,
At the dead of night.
I feel you close,
You’re always here,
The glow of the sun,
You’re my star, my ..........
Memories of a Uncle
Since the day the skies turned gray
It was then I thought of you
As the rain pondered upon my tin-roof
Tears from my eyes shown how much I missed you
It never crossed my mind that I'd ..........
It was then I thought of you
As the rain pondered upon my tin-roof
Tears from my eyes shown how much I missed you
It never crossed my mind that I'd ..........
My Darling Grandma
A woman of extreme strength, courage and love,
Who was beautiful, soft and now peaceful and free as a dove.
Someone on who our admiration was built around,
For her womanhood, wife, friend ..........
Who was beautiful, soft and now peaceful and free as a dove.
Someone on who our admiration was built around,
For her womanhood, wife, friend ..........
Thinking About Dad and Remembering How Special He Was
Each day I wake to start a day that’s normal as can be.
Some cooking, cleaning, paperwork, as busy as a bee.
But everyday the thoughts of you that buzz around my head distract me from this ..........
Some cooking, cleaning, paperwork, as busy as a bee.
But everyday the thoughts of you that buzz around my head distract me from this ..........
My Father, The Trainer
The man's name was Dick, he had no other.
He came at a time when names were no bother.
He was born one of many, maybe lost in the crowd,
His mother died young, he cried so loud.
His ..........
He came at a time when names were no bother.
He was born one of many, maybe lost in the crowd,
His mother died young, he cried so loud.
His ..........
In Memory Of My Dad
If I could write a story
It would be the greatest ever told
Of a kind and loving father
Who had a heart of gold
If could write a million pages
But still be unable to say, just ..........
It would be the greatest ever told
Of a kind and loving father
Who had a heart of gold
If could write a million pages
But still be unable to say, just ..........
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