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  1. 61. Your Heart Will Mend

    Have faith in your heart. I promise it will mend.

    Of this I am certain:
    your heart is a tender
    wound that will always heal,
    wears grace like a grown,
    finds warmth even when
    it has frozen over
    like a lake, grows roots
    after crawling into cold
    coffins. There is no break
    your heart can’t come back
    from.

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  2. 62. Freedom

    • By Natalie
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems June 2014

    This is a cinquain and I wrote it about freedom and being grateful of our brave soldiers who fought for our freedom!

    Cinquain About Freedom

    Flag waves,
    Firecrackers!
    The marching band goes by.
    Grateful for our soldiers who fought.
    Freedom!

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  3. 63. A Winter Eve

    I've never found a time so peaceful as the evening of a fresh fallen snow.

    Poem About A Peaceful Evening Snow

    The crunching snow beneath my feet
    Breaks the silence of the winter eve.
    I hear the patter of beginning sleep
    On my evening stroll, as others sleep.

    In the moonlight, the fresh snow glistens.
    A snowy owl stops and listens.
    A scampering mouse becomes his meal
    As I head for home, off in the distance.

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  4. 64. One Hundred Sixty-Six

    From Tanya Markul's second poetry book, The She Book v.2

    Taking Care Of Yourself

    I used to believe
    that I had to learn
    how to love myself
    before I could take care
    of myself.

    But I’ve realized that
    taking care of myself
    is actually teaching me
    how to love myself.

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  5. 65. Your Bravery

    You Have Come So Far

    You have come so far,
    trekked forward
    shedding layers of
    everything that
    held you back.
    Remember,
    no one can ever
    take your journey,
    your bravery
    away from you.

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  6. 66. Two Hundred Thirty-Three

    From Tanya Markul's second poetry collection, The She Book v.2

    Stop Trying To Fit Into The World

    When you stop trying
    to fit into a world
    that you don’t belong to anymore,
    you grow
    and automatically start a new one
    but with relaxed shoulders,
    more laughter,
    and way more magic.

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  7. 67. Stronger

    She never let life
    or the weight that
    came along with it
    weigh her down, it
    only made her stronger.

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  8. 68. My Life

    • By Kimberly L. Mixon
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems December 2016

    My life really hasn't been easy, and when it gets bad, I love to write my feelings down and transform them into poetry. Hope I can help uplift someone today.

    Hardships In Life

    My life hasn't been great,
    But I've made it through.
    My life hasn't been easy,
    But God said, "I've got you."
    My life hasn't been all I've wanted,
    But I have all that I need.
    For God so loved the world.
    That's what puts my mind at ease.

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  9. 69. Our Brothers We Shall Defend

    • By Justin Montana Williams
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems October 2011

    I wrote this poem to describe the emotional pains soldiers bring home. I wrote this last year in the eighth grade. These brave men and women serve overseas and see the horrors of war. They will never forget but will never stop defending.

    To those whom I've fought with
    and to those I don't know your name,
    we fought by one another.
    You did not die in vain.
    We fought, you died,
    we bled, and I cried,
    Even until our untimely end,
    our country, our families, our brothers,
    we shall defend.

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  10. 70. In Heaven

    • By Jo
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems July 2007

    A very close friend of mine has recently taken his life. This poem is something I wrote for his mother who I have grown up with, or should I say, watched me grow up.

    Up in heaven,
    They have someone new

    At those gates,
    He'll be waiting for you

    Not just now,
    We need you here

    We'll all help you through
    Each and every tear

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  11. 71. Those Who...

    • By Marijke Theart
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems February 2016

    I am a South African girl, and I have been writing poems for 5 years now.

    Those who judge are the ones who hurt the most.
    Those who preach are the ones who got preached at the hardest.
    Those who want to know everything are the ones who know the least.
    Those who have anger are the ones who really do care.
    Those who have hurt are the ones who have nothing to be hurt with anymore.
    Those who don't understand are the ones wanting to be understood.
    Those who know no fear are the ones who are the most scared.
    Those who don't believe are the ones wanting to be noticed.
    Those who relate to this are the ones who need it the most.

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  12. 72. I Don't Like

    • By Sally.F
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems April 2009

    I'm not a very hateful person, but I had to write an "I don't like" poem for school.

    I don't like poachers and animal harmers,
    Like Japanese whalers and fox shooting farmers.
    I don't like people who waste and litter,
    Bully and hurt or speak very bitter.
    I don't like people who hurt plants and trees,
    Who just don't care and do as they please.
    I don't war and bullets of lead
    And not much more than I've already said.

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  13. 73. The Song Of Wind

    • By Natalia Huja
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems June 2017

    I wrote this poem because spring has gone and summer has arrived.

    Spring Turning Into Summer

    Wind is like peace.
    A swaying song it sings.
    Drifting away in the summer wind.
    Dancing grass in the field,
    Flowers sing a windy song.
    Good night, wind.
    Spring has gone, summer is here.

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    I enjoyed reading your poem on wind. There is something magical about just listening to the sound of the wind.

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  14. 74. The Opposite Is Also True

    • By Coral
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems April 2018

    My mother died 3 years ago from suicide (it's longer than I thought). I was just 11 years old. Since then, I have been writing poems. Some are just random scribbles. Others have a lot of thought. This poem is one I have written recently. My poems have been veering more toward "getting over it" recently. But I still miss her every single day, and I will never stop using my birthday wishes or shooting stars on wishing for her back.

    Happiness And Sadness

    They say it's sweet that we laugh
    because our bodies literally
    can't contain the
    joy.

    But the opposite is also true. We cry
    because our bodies physically
    can't contain the
    pain.

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    Yeah, it is actually true. When we cry, we get relief from the pain.

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  15. 75. The Butterfly

    I am constantly amazed by the simple beauty of all that is around us. All we need to do is to sit and be aware of the simple gifts of nature.

    Beauty Of A Butterfly In Nature

    The butterfly is a thing to behold,
    with colors more beautiful than gold.

    Flying hour by hour,
    going from flower to flower.

    Oh, how I enjoy your beauty butterfly,
    as I sit and watch you flutter by.

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    You are so right!! I live in the country, where nature is so obvious around us. We need to take time to smell the roses. It's a beautiful feeling.

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  16. 76. Allow Me To Dream

    • By Jeff Mynatt
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems April 2017

    I'm retired military who spent 32 years preparing and actively participating in wars. I just have to believe in my heart that there are worlds beyond our own were beings exist in peace. This poem came to me while I was standing alert in Kuwait while gazing at the multitude of stars shinning above me.

    World Of Peace And Love

    As I look across a field of green,
    I dream.
    I look to the stars and wonder just how far,
    and I dream.
    I dream of worlds beyond where peace and love are one,
    and so I dream.
    If worlds like that exist and can live in heavenly bliss,
    why can't we?
    Allow me to dream

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    This is beautiful. I share your dream even though these days I sometimes feel very naive. Are we moving farther and farther away from being able to get along with each other?

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  17. 77. Childhood

    • By Aniket Jangam
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems June 2016

    While going through hectic times for a couple of years, my little mind lingered to the innocent, ecstatic days of my childhood, which provoked me to write up this short poem and many others like it about life, the changing times, the changing people, and the way it all affects us! I would love to be able to live our old days yet again and do the things we missed out in the past!

    Missing The Simple Joys Of Childhood

    Going back to the time, doing all that I want,
    Just living up my life, getting all that I can't!

    Great was the childhood, innocent were the smiles.
    Walking through the woods was better than today's long drive of miles!

    Getting nostalgic at the sight of old places,
    Feeling the magic of love, affection and kisses.

    Wish I could be selfless and joyous once again
    And forget the mess that ends up only in pain!

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  18. 78. To Ashes

    • By Robert Durdle
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems September 2015

    This is a poem I wrote at a very young age when I was "green" and full of imagination.

    Life Is Like A Fire

    Life is like a fire.
    If you can't control your flame,
    You're bound to be burned.

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  19. 79. Still

    • By Amber
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems July 2013

    Well, where do I start? I'm an 18-year-old girl who has depression. I write a lot of poems about what has happened to me in the past, and I write the "darker" poems. I had something horrible happen to me in September, so I write about that. Please enjoy my poems.

    Short Dark Poem

    The crow flies
    People die
    Souls are lost
    Tears dry
    Love fades
    Blood stops dripping
    The sun sets
    Flowers turn to dust
    People turn to stone
    The crow freezes
    And life stands still

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    Reminds me about the reality of death and how scary it can be. Very good job pointing out things. I loved it.

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  20. 80. Relaxation

    • By Polette
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems May 2015

    The scene is at the beach alone, and it's quiet.

    Poem Describing Relaxing At The Beach

    The wind blows
    I breathe deeply
    I close my eyes so tight
    I can barely see light
    It feels as if I float in thin air
    It's relaxing, it's refreshing
    It's peace, it's nature
    It's as if I can fly
    And never die...

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