The Changing Seasons.
in Poems about Life Struggles
Spring,summer,winter and fall,
the seasons of change
greet one and all.
in Poems about Life Struggles
Spring,summer,winter and fall,
the seasons of change
greet one and all.
in Christmas Poems
Those Christmases of old
were much better by far.
We never had much money,
but we always got by.
in Funeral Poems
I want no flowers when I die
No one too mourn me
no one to cry.
I wish no sadness, at my demise
in Dream Poems
I often lie awake at night
While the world is fast asleep
And take a stroll down memory lane
Where ghosts and shadows meet.
A poem's but a whisper
That lingers on the breeze.
A few unspoken words
Appear like falling leaves.
in In Memory Poems
The days fade and die.
The years have flown by.
Loved ones have passed;
Now only memories remain.
in Aging Poems
My head is full of words
all jumbled up inside.
But when I start to write,
those words don't seem to rhyme.
in Change Poems
Take me back to far off lands
where streams and rivers flow.
I want to leave this cold grey town.
It's no longer the one I know.
I've never wished for fortunes,
I've always prayed for better things.
I'm happy and contented,
Never wanting to live like a king.
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