Forever And A Day
If I had one Christmas wish
For family and friends this year,
We would take the opportunity to strengthen values and beliefs
We hold so dear.
If I had one Christmas wish
For family and friends this year,
We would take the opportunity to strengthen values and beliefs
We hold so dear.
If I were a birdie,
I'd head up to the sky.
I'd spread my wings like sunshine.
I know I could fly mighty high!
I love this poem! Very inspiring message! We all can do whatever we set our minds to.
I didn't leave you alone, Dad.
I stayed close to your bedside.
I held your hand and talked to you.
You were waiting to join your bride.
in Home Poems
This structure is very special.
It means the world to me.
It began on a strong foundation,
A very secure place to be.
I'm here, my precious grandchild.
Come, climb upon my knee.
You are my little love.
You mean the world to me.
When parents are busy, grandparents have time for grandchildren. If grandchildren understand them, they will not suffer from loneliness in their old age.
Little boy, with your eyes so blue,
You see the world so shiny and new.
He hugs his mommy, leaves his daddy's knee.
Time to explore; so much to see.
I love kids, and this poem really captures their innocence and "no worries" philosophy. Nice poem and a good read. Good job.
Dear Mama, walking and thinking of my childhood days,
waves of memories crashing in, as I hit replay.
You're in every scene, appearing with the morning light.
I can talk to you, even though you're far from my sight.
My Mum passed on the 8th of December 2018 by a road traffic accident. I never got a chance to talk to her about anything and at least to apologise for everything I made her go through because...
in Betrayal Poems
Wandering aimlessly, I came upon a maple tree.
Strong limbs offered to shade and lend comfort to me.
Your admirable presence blocked all else from my view.
You encompassed me as my vision absorbed your hue.
in Lonely Poems
Imagine the sun sinking
and dim turns to dark.
The silence that surrounds you,
the shadows that make their mark.
in Father Poems
The child held to her
daddy's hand.
She stood upon his feet,
and as they danced to the music,
I loved the poem but I really can't relate to it because it was hard for my dad when he was growing up because he never had anyone like the little girl does in the poem. He never had a father...