My Angel.
in Wife Death Poems
Ann you fought so bravely
we were so proud of you.
But the angles needed you in heaven
there was nothing we could do.
John Peter Read
About John Peter Read
John Peter Read was born in the East End of London in 1948. He was brought up by his Nan and mother, as his father left home when he was 5 years old. At the age of 15, John left school with just a basic education. While in school, he wrote little rhymes just for fun. A couple of his religious poems were published by the Christian church in the UK. He always looks for the best in people regardless of their faults because none of us are perfect, and he’s not one to take life too seriously. John joined the Family Friend Poems Forum in 2011, one year after his wife, Ann, passed away. Sharing his thoughts through poetry helps with the pain of grieving.
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God Is Love
in God Poems
I've never seen God
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but I know God's there.
I feel God's presence
everywhere. -
The Moment.
in Poems about Life Struggles
Through life we walk a tightrope
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between the present and the past.
Our lives hang in the balance
and there is no going back. -
Man In The Moon.
in Earth Poems
The man in the Moon
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looks down at the earth
and bows his head in shame.
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Awareness.
in Poems about Life Struggles
Awareness is wisdom
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were truth wears a crown.
Where freedom is born
and lies make no sound.
Poems by John Peter Read
Quotes by John Peter Read
Love can leave you empty,
love can make you whole.
Love can make or break you.
Love is in your soul.
Live life for the moment.
Treasure every single day,
for only God knows what's in store for us
or what he might take away.
Stories
Losing someone you shared your whole life with is soul destroying. Everywhere you go everything you do, the memories are always there. It's now 8 years since my wife and best friend passed away, but the pain never leaves; you just learn to live with it.
Dear Nilgun, your comment would make a great poem. Thank you for those lovely words.
Dear Subhash, thank you for your comment; it means so much. God Bless.
Hi Rosie, I'm so sorry that you feel so sad and broken. Having been there myself, I know how hard it can be. Hang on in there, sweetheart. Things can only get better, believe me. God Bless.
Loved your poem, sister Patty. I will never hide my hands again. Added your poem to my favourites. God Bless.