Ghosts Of The Past
in Home Poems
The old house stands alone and abandoned
Where life once used to thrive.
The old picket fence is broken.
The roof is opened up to the sky.
in Home Poems
The old house stands alone and abandoned
Where life once used to thrive.
The old picket fence is broken.
The roof is opened up to the sky.
Across a white December night,
Each home is filled with candle light.
The moon shines brightly in a golden sky.
Stars are twinkling way up high.
What's the point of celebrating
When the ones you loved have gone?
It's only the beginning of another year,
Another year of struggling alone.
Strangely, this kinda relates to me, as many family members such as my uncles, grand-parents, and my father passed a few years ago around the holidays, and often times all you feel is grief...
Sunrise has lost its Magic
As it heralds a brand new Day.
Sunsets now only bid Goodbye
As dreams just melt Away.
The scores of years have passed by, I now think of you more often with days gone awry. Your strength of character you passed down to me. My thanks and love for what you've taught, to be as...
in Beauty of Nature Poems
Of all the artists
who have graced our world,
however great they were,
in Christmas Poems
C- Christmas Day, the church bells ring
H- Holy night, the angels sing
R- Rejoice and praise
I- In Christ our King
in In Memory Poems
The days fade and die.
The years have flown by.
Loved ones have passed;
Now only memories remain.
F- Friends are precious gifts
R- Rare and hard to find
I- Invisible when life is good
E- Ever near when your sun doesn't shine
Friends are everything you say in your Acrostic poem Brother John.
Flowers that we gather along life's highway,
are friends kept in memory's floral bouquet.
When you've a good friend you...