I remember the time
When you would bring home chocolates you'd received at school
Just so that you could give them to me
And watch me smile.
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Poem About A Lost Love
I remember the timeFeatured Shared Story
This poem really touched my heart. After reading this poem I can say that your poems are most effective poems. I really want to say thanks to you for writing this wonderful poem. It really...
I know you're about to leave us,
and go to a wonderful place.
You'll see so many beautiful things
especially one very familiar face.Featured Shared Story
Yes, this poem did touch me and it touched me the day she wrote it! You see this beautiful poem was written by my wonderful little sister! She was able to put into words on paper what we all...
Death Of Grandma
Your words were my razor
your touch was my drug.
Your looks were alcohol
your love was my blood. ...Featured Shared Story
This story has touched my heart I lost my grandmother to bladder cancer last June and everything this poem says is true about what our relationship was like. Her words cut deep but it cut...
So I Won't Feel This Pain Again
Thank you my friend for all you have done for me.
You help me to forget my past, you help me go to sleep.
You were the one who has watched me through it all.
Through the death of my closest friend you didn't let me fall....Featured Shared Story
This poem is exactly how I feel right now. Joel is very talented and his words carry so many people's thoughts and emotions behind them. I love this poem. Thank you for sharing it.
As I watch the horizon blur, I wipe you from my eye
I've seen you here before, lately you've stayed close by
The lady that I know as mom has returned to the Lord's dust
Creating a whole no one can fill, but in the Lord I trust...Featured Shared Story
I lost my father November 23, 2014. I try remembering him all that I can, but I never really knew him. We used to go fishing and wait for the sun to set, no words were ever said. Our hearts...
My mind can't seem to remember the last time.
The last time it really saw you,
The last time your face wasn't just one of those faces in the crowd,
The last time you weren't just another name on a page,...Featured Shared Story
My mother passed away September 12th 2007.I remember stroking her hair and asking if she was ready to come home and her nodding yes. I remember asking Home to Woodward? or Home to Heaven? I...
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