God's Creation
in Animal Poems
I am sitting here in a quiet early morning
There is a silent breeze whispering through the trees,
A Blue Jay is talking with his loud squawk
As he peeks through the trees at me.
in Animal Poems
I am sitting here in a quiet early morning
There is a silent breeze whispering through the trees,
A Blue Jay is talking with his loud squawk
As he peeks through the trees at me.
in Husband Poems
On a crowded street, I saw him
On a corner close to home,
His walk was long and steady,
He wore your style of clothes
in Grandchildren Poems
You were once a little guy,
So cute and such a joy,
In and out of mischief,
For such a little boy.
I remember when you were small
enough to fit inside the bend of my arm,
Your little hand wrapped around my finger,
They named you Gerald Wayne and called you Jerry.
in Inspirational Poems
Everyday I pray
I cry every day,
Everyday I sing
I give every day,
That is a cute poem! Sounds just like the silliness children try to pull. My children would try, then they would remember if they were sick they had to stay in bed all day, no television, no phone, drinking lots of water.
That tells it like it is. There are so many divorces and separations, and the kids always suffer the most. Having their world changed in the blink of an eye affects them deeply. We have four grandchildren who were devastated by the divorce of their parents, never to gain solid ground or cope with childhood issues. Their minds were confused and their hearts broken. It doesn’t matter how peaceful or pleasant, the effects are tremendous. It’s a shame adults can’t put their selfish needs away and think of their children’s welfare.
This poem was so heartfelt I was hoping for a happier ending, where the author would have found his mama and known what it was to have her loving arms around him. But now he has a son of his own and can pay forward all the love. We don't know why our lives can be so devastating, but at least he has accepted and moved on with a peaceful attitude. GOD knows best for us all, and he keeps us in his loving arms. ~Jac Judy A Campbell
As we get older, we look back and realize that age gradually snuck up on us. Once we take the time to look in the mirror, it is a startled realization about the facts we must face. This poem is adorable and it tells it like it is.
I was touched with this poem, I really feel bad for all little children whom do not get to spend time with a parent. There has to be some reality to these such writings.