family reunion poems

Family reunion poems

2011-06-07T01:19:00.000-07:00

I saw behind me those who had gone,
and before me those who are to come.
I looked back
and saw my father,
and his father,
and all our fathers,
and in front
to see my son,
and his son,
and the sons upon sons
beyond.

And their eyes were my eyes.

***

Family reunion poems #2

Family

Not enough hours in the day, we often say
we watch as the business of life allows time slip away.

Before we know days turn to months and months into years,
Time is mapped with laughter and cheers,
the long road sometimes landmarked with sadness and tears.

Elders pass and children grow,
has it been that long we ask, where does the time go?

Not every chance to gather is taken.
"We'll see them next time" we say and hope we're not mistaken.

A chance like now comes once in a lifetime it seems,
when the bright light of family is nurtured and beams,
there will be laughter and time to reminisce
we will all be proud this is a chance we did not miss.

Doctor Seuss Poems

2011-01-30T03:25:00.001-08:00

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How did it get so late so soon?
It’s night before it’s afternoon.
December is here before it’s June.
My goodness how the time has flewn.
How did it get so late so soon?
~Dr. Seuss

You have brains in your head.
You have feet in your shoes.
You can steer yourself in any direction you choose.
You’re on your own.
And you know what you know.
You are the guy who’ll decide where to go.
~Dr. Seuss

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I meant what I said and I said what I meant. An elephant's faithful, one hundred percent.
-- Dr. Seuss

And the Grinch, with his Grinch-feet ice cold in the snow, stood puzzling and puzzling, how could it be so? It came without ribbons. It came without tags. It came without packages, boxes or bags. And he puzzled and puzzled 'till his puzzler was sore. Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn't before. What if Christmas, he thought, doesn't come from a store. What if Christmas, perhaps, means a little bit more.
-- Dr. Seuss

Be who you are and say what you feel because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind.
-- Dr. Seuss

I have heard there are troubles of more than one kind. Some come from ahead and some come from behind. But I've bought a big bat. I'm all ready you see. Now my troubles are going to have troubles with me!
-- Dr. Seuss

Waiting for the fish to bit
Or waiting for wind to fly a kite.
Or waiting around for Friday night
Or waiting perhaps for their UncleJake
Or a pot to boil or a better break
Or a string of pearls or a pair of pants
Or a wig with curls or another chance.
Everyone is just waiting.
~Dr. Seuss

Fav Quotes by Dr seuss:
“Today you are You, that is truer than true. There is no one alive who is Youer than You.”
“A person's a person, no matter how small.”
~Dr seuss

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Doctor Seuss Poems

The king" La Liga "Final" in Sevilla

2010-05-07T00:17:00.001-07:00

Real Madrid's victory before Mallorca, right by the score of the match Barcelona - Tenerife 4-1 a day earlier, had put the champions into the situation have to win on the field of play Sevilla in the penultimate turn. Sanchez Pizjuan and ground will decide where his hegemony Liga this season.

The atmosphere was warm as the race more by winning 5-1 before Racing's Sevilla. Real Madrid were indirectly helped Sevilla to reclaim fourth spot from Mallorca hand. Sevilla will now turn indirectly helping the team to seize the Imperial throne from the hands of a Barca, as well as to protect the ticket in the Champions League next season?

Clearly, the race tension until the last minute like this is what the fans want to see neutrality, after Barca had witnessed a unique market place alone, with the peak of annihilation in victory Bernabeu (6-2) last season. This season, Messi and the team also won in two turns of the game "Classics." But efforts to cling vadong Ronaldo pursuit of great football teams have made dramatic tightly packed hard, promising burst in the final two rounds.

Similarly, in the first leg with Sevilla, Barca have won with the score at the Nou Camp destruction (4-0), but no one dare Pep Guardiola's troops can leave the field with three points Pizjuan entirety. Remember, teams are Sevilla beat Barca in King's Cup this season, including 2-1 victory right at the Nou Camp (Barca won 1-0 back in Pizjuan, but still be excluded by law on the field goal guests).

And just before the battle "final" coming of the Liga, Sevilla have sent a message to the champions when to crush Racing 5-1 in a match which all Navas, Negredo, Capel dancing back to front frame Kanouté the enemy. Yet, in a match this weekend, they will also welcome the return of Luis Fabiano! The new worry is not strange cule.

Sevilla president Del Nido hitting statement: "I do not care who is champion at all. Want championship, let us step through the body." When you type in Barca King's Cup, Del Nido has already appeared on stage with a felt hat which he says that it has brought good luck for the home team. This time, Del Nido will certainly back it up first team again. That was his hat he bought in ... Madrid!

Of course, as defending champion, Barca are not allowed to fear, and it is not their nature. Either way, they are still loaded on the real self-determination and their own fate. And only the last match like this highlight the value of a champion. Why wait and see.

wedding thank you poems

2010-04-24T16:26:00.000-07:00

wedding thank you poems:

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nephew poems

2010-04-22T06:34:00.000-07:00

few nephew poems:

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I love you poems for him

2010-04-20T02:00:00.000-07:00

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grandparent poem

2010-04-13T02:55:00.000-07:00

GRANDPARENTS

Grandparents bestow upon their grandchildren
The strength and wisdom that time
And experience have given them.

Grandchildren bless their Grandparents
With a youthful vitality and innocence
That help them stay young at heart forever.

Together they create a chain of love
Linking the past with the future.
The chain may lengthen,
But it will never part...

~Unknown

***

Swinging

I sit on my porch
On my swing
I go back and forth
Listening to the low, mournful creaks
I feel the swaying
Back and forth
I hear the moans from the weight
Of chain on anchor
Back and forth
It feels, sounds like an old lover
On an old lover
Back and forth
I sit on my porch
On my swing
I can hear my grandparents
On a summer night
~Ann Wallace

poems about grandmothers

2010-04-13T02:53:00.000-07:00

Here you'll find poems about grandmothers.

A Golden Heart

A heart so golden and true
No matter what she will always be here for you.
Through rain or snow her love for you will always show.
I do believe God created her different from the rest
Has she showed you she is nothing but the best?
Everyone knows the answer to that question.
Her love for you is something I don't need to mention.
But when the day comes and she is laying still
Are you going to wish you showed her how you feel?
~Mary Lou Andrews

***

What could be more precious
than Grandma's special love?
She always seems to know the things
That we are fondest of.
She's always ready with a smile
Or a loving word of praise,
Her laughter always brightens up
The cloudiest of days...
She has an understanding heart
that encourages and cheers.
The love she gives so freely
Grows deeper with the years.
Her wisdom and devotion
are blessings from above-
Nothing could be more precious
than Grandma's special love.

poems about grandchildren

2010-04-13T02:49:00.000-07:00

Here you'll find some poems about grandchildren.

Sometimes you get discouraged
Because I am so small
And always leave my fingerprints
On furniture and walls.
I’ll be grown some day
And all those tiny handprints
Will surely fade away.
So here’s a little handprint
Just so you can recall
Exactly how my fingers looked
When I was very small.

~Unkown

***

Two Sweethearts

God said, "I have something special for you,
I thought I would send one, but I just sent two."

Grandaughters they be, and it's really nice.
God thought to bless Grandpa twice.

Two little girls God sent to me,
Just how lucky can a Grandpa be?

Flooding my life with so much joy,
Girls aren't the same as a little boy.

They just love you and become apart,
Twisting like a vine around your heart.

Each one grows a little each day,
Growing up in their own little way.

Just so beautiful, like two cultured pearls,
My how Grandpa loves his two girls.

Two sweethearts I like to call them,
Gods' gift to me, I should thank him.

None so loved your Grandpa imparts,
Katelyn and Kaysi, my two sweethearts.
~Richard N. Cook

***

Granddaughter

Granddaughter is a lovely word

that always brings to mind

memories of the happiest

and very warmest kind!

Thoughts of you bring memories

for, through each passing year,

you've been the kind of granddaughter

who's especially sweet and dear.

If you could read my heart

then you would surely see

with every day that passes by

you mean still more to me.

fathers day poems from kids

2010-04-13T02:46:00.000-07:00

Here are just fathers day poems from kids you've been looking for!

Children need a Daddy
For many, many things:
Like holding them high off the ground
Where the sunlight sings!
Like being the deep music
That tells them all is right
When they awaken frantic with
The terrors of the night.

Like being the great mountain
That rises in their hearts
And shows them how they might get home
When all else falls apart.

Like giving them the love
That is their sea and air,
So diving deep or soaring high
They'll always find him there.
~Unknown

poem about dreams

2010-03-07T20:29:00.000-08:00

Once in the dream of a night I stood
Lone in the light of a magical wood,
Soul-deep in visions that poppy-like sprang;
And spirits of Truth were the birds that sang,
And spirits of Love were the stars that glowed,
And spirits of Peace were the streams that flowed
In that magical wood in the land of sleep.

***

poem about dreams #2

A dream can dream a wonderful thing.

A dream can dream a horrible thing.

A dream can dream fantastic things.

A dream can dream a sad thing.

A dream can dream happy things.

A dream can dream a lonely thing.

But, most of all,

Dreams can dream!

Mahfooz Ali

***

Dream Deferred

What happens to a dream deferred?

Does it dry up
Like a raisin in the sun?

Or fester like a sore--
And then run?

Does it stink like rotten meat?
Or crust and sugar over--
like a syrupy sweet?

Maybe it just sags
like a heavy load.

Or does it explode?

BY
Langston Hughes

Poems about divorce

2010-03-07T20:28:00.000-08:00

Painful Tears
by Heather A. Richardson

Waiting alone in a quiet room
Bad things are what I start to assume
I wait longer and longer for the word to come
As my body starts to feel nervous and numb
The door opens and my mom comes in
I can already feel her pain from within
As she tells me he will not be here
My eyes fill up with painful tears
People always tell me that I will be fine
But divorce is hard when it's your third time
Now I don't want to see him ever again
I guess I was wrong when I thought he was a friend
He lied to me hurt me just like he did to my mother
I feel like by him I am constantly being smothered
And I hope one day he feels guilty for what he did
To a 12-year-old girl which he called his kid.

***

poems about divorce #2

Love was not enough for us,
Though we were much in love.
We started down the well-worn path,
But it was not to be.

Delight was not enough for us,
Nor tenderness that moved
Through years of angry dissonance
Towards some dark, bitter sea.

Our differences were far too great,
Our lives too far apart.
We didn't like each other much,
But put that truth aside

Until one day it was too late
To reignite the heart.
One told the other, who agreed
At last that it had died.

But then, ah, then! we felt our loss
As unremitting pain,
As deep and inconsolable,
Unbearable regret.

And all alone we had to cross
That desert once again
That we might know that we had loved
Too much to soon forget.

proud of daughter poem

2010-03-07T20:24:00.000-08:00

As I Watch You Grow
by Kay Theese
Do you know how much you mean to me?
As you grow into what you will be.
You came from within, from just beneath my heart
it's there you'll always be though your own life will now start.
You're growing so fast it sends me awhirl,
With misty eyes I ask, Where's my little girl?
I know sometimes to you I seem harsh and so unfair,
But one day you will see, I taught you well because I care.
The next few years will so quickly fly,
With laughter and joy, mixed with a few tears to cry.
As you begin your growth to womanhood, this fact you must know,
You'll always be my source of pride, no matter where you go.
You must stand up tall and proud, within you feel no fear,
For all you dreams and goals, sit before you very near.
With god's love in your heart and the world by its tail,
You'll always be my winner, and victory will prevail.
For you this poem was written, with help from above,
To tell you in a rhythm of your Mother's heartfelt Love!

***

proud of daughter poem #2

To my lovely daughter
I just have this to say
Have a very happy birthday
On this your special day

Oftimes you drive me crazy
It's like living in a zoo
You're a lazy, untidy so and so
BUT I REALLY DO LOVE YOU

Despite your new found teenage-itis
Happy 13th Birthday
Lot’s of Love From Mom

***

A precious little flower
that is in constant bloom
I watch as yet another milestone
around the corner looms.
It seems like only yesterday
that we shared a breath
but now it seems like tomorrow
you will leave and I'll be left.
A tiny little angel
that always is in flight
as soon as you came into my life
you brought me so much light.
Your beauty is so stunning
your smile makes me melt
I'm so proud to be your mommy
It's the best I've ever felt.
Oh perfect little princess
with you I'm so in love
every night before I dream
I thank the lord above.
How did I get so lucky
to have as sweet of a gift as you
If ever you should need me
there's nothing I wouldn't do.

***

My Daughter

You'll never really know, my dear,
Just how much you mean to me,
A mother's love, buried so deep,
That only my heart can see.

When I sit and really stare at you,
All I can do is grin,
Somewhere down deep inside,
I see myself within.

I'd never change a thing in you,
I thank God that your so fine,
Even when your at your worst,
I'm so proud that you are mine.

The roads we have traveled,
were not always that good,
I would take back all the pain you've felt,
Only if I could.

I know that I'm not perfect,
It's the best that I can do,
But everyday, I thank the lord,
For a daughter as special as you.

memorial poems for dad

2010-03-07T20:21:00.000-08:00

Memories
The love we have for Granddad
Will never fade away.
We’ll think of him, our special friend
Throughout each passing day.
We’ll walk into the room
And see his empty chair;
Although we know he’s resting,
We’ll feel his presence there.
The memories of his laughter,
His warm and loving smile,
His eyes so full of happiness,
His heart that of a child.
Memories are forever
Be they laughter or of tears,
Memories we will treasure
Through all the forthcoming years.

***

memorial poems for dad #2

My Daddy

I love my daddy very much
He is so good to me,
There's no one else in all the world
As wonderful as he.
He is so very tall and strong
There's nothing he can't do.
He bats the ball; he catches it
And runs the bases, too.
All day long I work and play,
I'm busy as can be,
But after dinner every night
I climb on Daddy's knee.
He talks to me and tells me stories
Of things that used to be.
And then when I get sleepy,
He sings a song to me.

***

To my dad on his day,
Of whom I am a living will:
May your happiness fulfill
Your goodness, as is just and right.
Deeds are seeds upon the night
As wind and wonder have their way,
Delivering the destined light.

poems about children growing up

2010-03-07T20:19:00.000-08:00

Beautiful Child

A golden moment pressed in stone
To bring such beauty into this home.

Change forever my life so cold
To give this treasure I can hold.

Sparkling eyes of innocent blue
Purest honest love so true.

Smiles that brighten the darkest day
Curious mind and hands at play.

Growing brighly strong at will
A beautiful child my heart you fill.

Nurture this mind, nurture this soul
Touched forever, my heart behold.

Openly protect her, tucked under wing
A flower she'll blossom, love she'll bring.

Guide her gently through night or day
In mind, in spirit, her love will stay.

This precious young woman, you have become
I know as a mother, my job is done.

***

poems about children growing up #2

A New Beginning
© Troy Martin, Jr.
A little egg under her mothers wings.
Yet to be born into the world of things.

A crack and a pop out she came.
Old and new, it was all the same.

Well nourished by mom, she began to sing.
Ready to learn of life and everything.

Innocence of new, she started up her flaps.
Not knowing of life, and all it's traps.

Mother watched on, with a big chuckle.
As she sprang out of the nest, with no buckle.

Back and forth, she swayed, on the ground.
As her mother watched for danger, all around.

She tried and tried until that day.
Fly she did, but not in a graceful way.

The day came, like mother knew it would.
For her child to fly away, like she should.

Off towards the horizon, fling she went.
Mother watching from afar, knowing it was time well spent.

Many times, the hailstorms of life beat her down.
Sometimes in flight, all the way to the ground.

Lessons well learned, she still lost her way.
Fluttered home to mom, with nothing to say.

Under mothers wings once more, did she heal.
The grace of mothers, no one can steal.

By grace did she heal, down to the core.
Ready to take on life and its challenges once more.

She flew from the tree, mom proud to see.
She became the strongest sparrow, that ever would be.

The eagles bowed down, had nothing on her, by the way.
She flew, glided and God, did she soar that day.

cancer survivor poems

2010-03-07T20:13:00.000-08:00

Hope

Its Magic & Its Free
Its not in a prescription
Its not in a IV

It punctuates out laughter
It Sparkles in our tears
It simmers under sorrows
and Dissipates our fears

Do you know hope is?
Its reaching past today
Its dreaming of tomorrow
Its trying a new way

Its Questioning All the Answers
And always seeking more"
Crystal T

***

cancer survivor poems#2

My Wish
© Shelliegh Southard
My wish this year
Is for you to remain here
I wouldn't know what to do
If forced to lose you

That beautiful smile on your face
Always illuminates a gloomy place
The love that you show me
The way you try to make me see

You will always be my baby boy
That sparkle in your eyes gives me joy
Holding you from the moment you were born
Memories will be comfort, when it's time to mourn

When it's time for you to leave
It will be hard for me to believe
I hope you will feel my last touch
Baby boy, I will miss you so much

If I have to say goodbye
All I will do is cry
Watching my little boy go
My heart will ache with sorrow

When you're gone watch over me
Baby boy make me see
The wings that you earn,
and also the message, I need to learn

My wish this year
Is for you to remain here
I wouldn't know what to do
If forced to lose you

My baby boy
I will always love you

***

ONLY LOVE

I step out of the shower, water dripping down my face
Wrap myself in a soft, fluffy towel
Passing the floor length mirror I stop and study the image
Of the worry lines etched on my face
My heart is pounding painfully in my chest
Tonight, I vow, I will get the answers to the questions
That have been bothering me since my surgery.
I straighten my shoulders and paste a smile on my face.
Bare feet padding across the plush carpeting of our bedroom
I stand before you as you sit on the edge of the bed.
Ever so slowly, I let my towel drop
I stare directly at you waiting to see your reaction.
I expect you to turn away with revulsion on your face
But you in turn stare where my right breast used to be.
So gently you trace your thumb across the ugly incision
I recoil, thinking you are only doing this for my benefit.
But in your eyes I see only love
And in your strong arms I feel that love.
As our eyes lock together, you whisper
"I love you and I'm thankful that you're alive."

***

A Prayer

Again!
Come, give, yield all your strength to me!
From far a low word breathes on the breaking brain
Its cruel calm, submission's misery,
Gentling her awe as to a soul predestined.
Cease, silent love! My doom!

Blind me with your dark nearness, O have mercy, beloved enemy of my will!
I dare not withstand the cold touch that I dread.
Draw from me still
My slow life! Bend deeper on me, threatening head,
Proud by my downfall, remembering, pitying
Him who is, him who was!

Again!
Together, folded by the night, they lay on earth. I hear
From far her low word breathe on my breaking brain.
Come! I yield. Bend deeper upon me! I am here.
Subduer, do not leave me! Only joy, only anguish,
Take me, save me, soothe me, O spare me!

Poem for my brother

2010-03-07T20:05:00.000-08:00

my brother

my brother's so sweet
in times of need he is there

my brother's so responsible
he taught me a lot of things

my brother's so funny
we even teared from laughing

my brother's so fierce
don't mess with him when his angry

my brother fell inlove
and he's very very happy

my brother made up his mind
and had a nice sweet family

my brother is away
i'm sad when i think of it

but my brother's heart is good
and i know he will never forget me.

Len Maonio

***
Poem for my brother #2

Big Brother

Big Brother your sometimes a pain,
Big Brother you've seen more than i have.
Big Brother we sometimes fight.
Big Brother you've always we're there for me,
Big Brother you've protected me,
Even though sometimes you hate to admit it.
Big Brother you helped me learn some things,
Big Brother you made a path for me in this world.
And i thank you.
Big Brother you hate to admit your annoying little sister you love.
But big brother...
I thank you.
I thank you and i'll never forget all what you've done for me.
I love you big brother & i wish the best for you.

Ashley Hall

***

My Dear Brother

Dear and precious brother

You're more than words can say.

You just keep getting dearer

every passing day.

They say "good looks"

are only "skin deep."

But you're full of love

And that will always keep.

I'm proud of you for so many things

It's a joy when we are together.

As my brother you will have my love

Forever and Forever.

Birthday poems for sister

2010-03-07T20:00:00.000-08:00

My Sister
© Jennifer D. Brock
What you mean to me,
Is more than I can express.
You see, I had no sister when I was little
To call when I was in distress.

When we first met,
We had no clue,
What was getting ready to happen,
Was not completely out of the blue.

God had a plan,
Throughout all the years,
He was making us for each other,
To share life's smiles and tears.

I never could have imagined,
What a sister's love was about,
Until I met you,
And then I really found out.

A sister's love is unconditional,
It's a love has no end,
A sister's love wants the best for each other,
It's a love that will always defend.

Sometimes we may get mad,
Or we may begin to fight,
But that's the fun part about having a sister,
We both think we're always right!

I'm so glad that I did not have,
A sister in the past,
It's made me much more thankful,
For the sister I have at last.

***

birthday poems for sister#2

On your birthday I wish you much pleasure and joy;
I hope all of your wishes come true.
May each hour and minute be filled with delight,
And your birthday be perfect for you!

***

It's so good to know someone special, who shares,
My secrets, my laughter, my dreams and my cares,
Someone through good times and bad, when there's tears,
It's so good to know you (Jean), my sister and friend...
... through the years,
Happy Birthday

birth announcement poem

2010-03-07T19:51:00.000-08:00

Hope all that you do
Turns out happy for you
And all that you wish
Comes your way,
So each hour will bring
Every wonderful thing
You could ask of a wonderful day

***
birth announcement poem#2

With babies come toys
and a whole lot of joys,
and all kinds of fun things to do.
With babies come laughter
and love ever after.
With babies
sweet dreams all come true.

***

When a baby enters this world,
into your life
A baby can make you forget your
worries and strife.
It really doesn't matter whether
it's a girl or a boy
A baby will melt your heart and bring you joy!
So shower a baby with love,
every single day.
Show a baby you truly care-
there's so many ways.
For with a blink of an eye, time
will fly out the door-
and your precious baby, won't
be a baby anymore!!

***

To My Unborn Child
© Rhonda O. Jones
To my unborn child,
what I wish to give you in times to come,
happiness, and wisdom,
a life filled with fun,
to explore all adventures of your curious mind,
to become knowledgeable of what you'll find,
as I await your arrival and the presence of newborn cries,
I picture how you'll look when I open up my eyes.
I feel your movements every time I wake each day,
letting mommy know that you’re okay,
obstacles I hope you'll overcome,
education I know you'll get done,
I stay up late reading to you,
talking to my stomach,
a feeling I never knew,
hungry all the time
'No doubt you're a son of mine',
You make me feel happy even when I'm sad,
because the formation of another life makes me glad.
Proud of you I am,
I already know how you'll be,
a smart 'lil' man for mommy to see,
no worries from me a mom to be,
to a special baby boy I can't wait to see.

new baby girl poems

2010-03-07T19:45:00.000-08:00

This brings congratulations
And the warmest wishes too
Now that you have a brand new daughter
To share your life with you

For there's nothing any nicer
Than a bouncing baby girl
To fill your home with happiness-
And Your hearts with pride and joy

***

new baby girl poems #2

Goodnight Sweet Baby
© Laura
We give you a bath and dress you all snug,
We read you a book and give a kiss and a hug.
We smile as we bid you a sweet goodnight,
We blow you a kiss and we turn out the light.

Goodnight sweet boy.

A move, a whimper, little cries,
We wait then go to dry your eyes.
We smile as we watch you rest your head,
We bid farewell and head to bed.

Goodnight little darling.

A shout we hear as startled we wake,
We slowly head to your room, "Boy is it late!"
A little while later we finally find sleep.
We pray that the restful silence surely will keep.

Goodnight.

Our attempts to sleep are to no avail,
As we wake to your whimpers, cries, and a wail.
A midnight feeding, a binky, your boo,
We drag ourselves back to bed hoping all that will do.

'night.

Not so much. You're up once again,
Babbling as if to ask, "Where you been."
We drag our worn-out bodies back to your room,
Mommy's secretly wishing she could put you back in the womb

. . . .

We rock you awhile and sing you a song,
But we know that you won't be asleep for long.
It's 3 AM as dad heads to bed.
But instead of sleep it's ESPN.

Mom goes downstairs, "No sleep for me."
Instead she dusts, washes dishes, and folds laundry.
And little baby all snug and safe in his bed,
Smiles as he rests his sweet little head.

Poems about aunts

2010-03-07T01:17:00.000-08:00

Poems about aunts#1

WHEN WE MEET AGAIN

To help her through each and every day
To learn right from wrong, and take the proper way
God placed two angels by her side
So when in need she could confide

As she grew day to day, year to year
She met people who loved her dear
God had seen who she’d become
And gave her four precious little ones

The day had come to be
When her angels had to leave
Even though they were gone
She carried on just as strong

With all that she had said and done
To help and support each and everyone
God knew it was time for fate
He then gave her, her soul mate

Together they lived, never being apart
They filled the gap in each other’s heart
They cherished each moment they had to together
Promising one another their love forever

Then the day had come to be
It was time for her to leave
As a mother, a sister and a friend
She had one message left to send

“To my family, far and near,
Let me whisper in your ear”
“It is time to say goodbye,
To join my angels in the sky”
“Just remember, I love you so,
And it’s ok to let me go”
“I have earned my angel wings,
Through your hearts my voice will sing”
“Even though I may be gone,
My spirit will continue on”
“And the day will come our way”
“When we meet again”...

***

My Special Aunt

It takes many special qualities

To make an aunt like you,

A lot of care and kindness

And understanding, too...

It takes a special kind of love

That seems to know no end

And the thoughtfulness and patience

Of a true and trusted friend...

It takes many special qualities

To make an aunt like you,

And that's why you

Are loved so much

Today and all year through.

***

Poem about aunts#3

For My Aunt

My aunt is to me the greatest person in this world,
one of a kind and one in a million.

She has the biggest heart with the most caring touch,
which she shares with so many of us.

Her soul is made of pure love,
yet she's worth way more than gold.

In my eyes, she will always be,
the most beautiful person to walk the earth.

To me she's the smartest woman I know,
and it truly does show.

There is no one that compares to her,
no one that even comes close.

I appreciate all the advise she has given me,
I take it in with immense gratitude.

The memories I will forever cherish,
for they are priceless.

For all she has done, I will forever be thankful,
and my love for her only grows more with each day that passes.

On a high pedestal is where I hold her,
for I admire her so much more than she knows.

Having her apart of my life is the greatest gift of all,
being in her presence is god's blessing to me.

Looking deep inside of her,
I see that strong, wise woman I hope to become.

Giving, helpful, loving, caring, and kind,
is what defines her.

She is not only my favorite Aunt but she is my role model,
and to be like her, would be my only wish.

Apologize poems

2010-03-07T01:16:00.001-08:00

Apologize poems#1

I Am Sorry

I am sorry, for all I’ve done;
I’ve hurt you once, and now again;
I’d take all back, for one more chance;
So I can love you once again;
I made mistakes, and kissed some snakes;
And learned my lesson once again;
I will not hurt you, that’s my promise;
You are my love, I finally know this.

***

My Punishment

Stood strong
Stood proud
Through my smile
Crying out loud
Sit in my wheelchair
Try to pretend
It's the beginning
Not the end
No longer tall
No longer strong
Stomach aches
Things I did wrong
Paying for my sins
Know it must be
Sorry to my family
There is no glee
Race against time
Already lost
No playing with kids
Cold as frost
In the end
Sins paid in full
No longer livin'
And still unforgiven.

***

Apologize poem#3

Forgiveness

The brisk winter wind blew a tear from my face,
in my brothers arms I was embraced,
to find a forgiveness and love I thought was lost,
floods of feelings so deep and true cannot be denied,
sometimes it takes the beauty of Christmas to reconcile.

Angry love poems

2010-03-07T01:13:00.000-08:00

Angry love poems#1

Wrong Way

Take your opinions and shove them down your throat
Bleed
Rot
Gag until you choke
Following the path that will lead to your demise
Do you need more black and blues to open up your eyes?
Ripped and torn to pieces screaming out your name
As the dictators walk by and puts you to shame
Open your mouth and pour out pathetic souls
Walking across the fire with bare feet on hot coals
Take your pride
Take your shame
Take your useless cries
Put it in a bottle and throw it to the skies
Watch it fall and land, broken open on the ground
Look how much the gods care at your feeble handmade crown
Shut up
Walk away
Hang your head like a child
Waste all our time and make this journey so worthwhile
Give me the keys and I'll drive far away
Just promise me you'll lay here until you die today

***

Dear Mom
© Krystal A. Bayer
Dear Mom,
You said you'd always be there
But you're nowhere to be found
I can't believe you left me
I feel so low beneath the ground

There's nothing I can do now
I trusted you with all my heart
But now you're gone
You're the one who tore my life apart

I've learned not to trust
There's nothing more to say
You've lost someone special
You can't get back each day

Now you're the one left in the dark
And all of a sudden you feel my pain
You expect me to take you back
But you still feel you're not to blame

I could never forgive you
Even if I tried
You can never make up
For the lonely nights I've cried

You will never know the feeling
Of losing the person you need the most
To laugh and cry and love you
Instead of making you feel like a ghost

I've moved on with my life
Without you by my side
My pain has kept so long
I'm telling you how I feel inside

In a way I want to thank you
Because of you I'm strong
I just wanted you to know
I didn't turn out wrong

***
Angry love poem#3

FIRE
red and hot
blazing or not
starts out small
Then into a hall
burning fiercely
with all its might
angry and tough
putting up a fight

I AM FIRE

Old age poem

2010-03-07T01:12:00.000-08:00

Old age poem#1

First Gestures
by Julia Spicher Kasdorf

Among the first we learn is good-bye,
your tiny wrist between Dad's forefinger
and thumb forced to wave bye-bye to Mom,
whose hand sails brightly behind a windshield.
Then it's done to make us follow:
in a crowded mall, a woman waves, "Bye,
we're leaving," and her son stands firm
sobbing, until at last he runs after her,
among shoppers drifting like sharks
who must drag their great hulks
underwater, even in sleep, or drown.

Living, we cover vast territories;
imagine your life drawn on a map--
a scribble on the town where you grew up,
each bus trip traced between school
and home, or a clean line across the sea
to a place you flew once. Think of the time
and things we accumulate, all the while growing
more conscious of losing and leaving. Aging,
our bodies collect wrinkles and scars
for each place the world would not give
under our weight. Our thoughts get laced
with strange aches, sweet as the final chord
that hangs in a guitar's blond torso.

Think how a particular ridge of hills
from a summer of your childhood grows
in significance, or one hour of light--
late afternoon, say, when thick sun flings
the shadow of Virginia creeper vines
across the wall of a tiny, white room
where a girl makes love for the first time.
Its leaves tremble like small hands
against the screen while she weeps
in the arms of her bewildered lover.
She's too young to see that as we gather
losses, we may also grow in love;
as in passion, the body shudders
and clutches what it must release.

***

JOHN ANDERSON, MY JO

OHN ANDERSON my jo, John,
When we were first acquent,
Your locks were like the raven,
Your bonie brow was brent;
But now your brow is beld, John,
Your locks are like the snaw,
but blessings on your frosty pow,
John Anderson, my jo!

John Anderson my jo, John,
We clamb the hill thegither,
And mony a canty day, John,
We've had wi' ane anither;
Now we maun totter down, John,
But hand in hand we'll go,
And sleep thegither at the foot,
John Anderson, my jo!

***

Adoption poem

2010-03-07T01:10:00.000-08:00

adoption poem #1

Legacy of an Adopted Child

Once there were two women who never knew each other.
One you do not remember, the other you call Mother.

Two different lives shaped to make you one.
One became your guiding star, the other became your sun.
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The first one gave you life, and the second taught you to live it.
The first gave you a need for love. The second was there to give it.

One gave you a nationality. The other gave you a name.
One gave you a talent. The other gave you aim.

One gave you emotions. The other calmed your fears.
One saw your first sweet smile. The other dried your tears.

One sought for you a home that she could not provide.
The other prayed for a child and her hope was not denied.

And now you ask me, through your tears,
the age-old question unanswered through the years.
Heredity or environment, which are you a product of?
Neither, my darling. Neither. Just two different kinds of Love.

***

Only In America

From orphan at age seven to a home that
seemed like Heaven.
Mama's life zoomed from a bottomless
hungry pit of despair, to a seemingly
warm sun drenched day in the midst of
a frigid winter storm.
Unconditional love gently molded and
shaped an unprotesting child; yielding
the exquisiteness of a refined lady.
young, eager, intelligent, and full
of love for all mankind.
What greater gift could Mama have
received when she finally emerged from
being orphaned to dining with a
president of these great United States?

***
adoption poem #3

A Birth Mothers Promise

I promise from the first moment I knew you were there,
I would care for you with all my heart,
With our short time together we had to share.

I promise that I will provide you with all that is needed,
This means; Unconditional love, care, honesty, & prayer.

I promise when I made my final decision,
I knew what I had to do for you was right,
When our Lord blessed me with a mother's intuition.

I promise to pray that one day you will understand,
It is because I love you so much,
That I placed you in your new loving parents' hands.

I promise to watch over and love you for all of eternity,
And always remember that it's because of Jesus,
We are given this opportunity.

poems about addiction

2010-03-07T01:05:00.000-08:00

blow

give to me the tools of my trade
a straw, a plate, and a razorblade
so perfect and careful i must be
a line for you and a line for me
in through my nose, what a wonderful feeling
words can't describe this absolute healing
bliss is sold in bags by the gram
to people like me who don't give a damn
powdery white like new fallen snow
when i dream of heaven, i dream of blow

***
poems about addiction #2

There Is a Joy That Banishes All Reason

There is a joy that banishes all reason,
An ecstasy so vast it has no shore,
A craving that devours all decision,
A lust for nothingness that lusts for more.
There are angels in pursuit of pain
Who take Satanic pride in degradation,
Who'll drag you down the hill and back again
Hosanna-ing your sweet humiliation.
Just like a fire fanned by a hot, dry wind,
Or like a flood that sweeps away all will,
This wall of pleasure leaves no one behind,
No sign of life where all one loves lies still.
So does the soul in anguish hate the joy
That soothes the hate that does the soul destroy.

***

poems about addiction #3

Alcoholism: Love At First Sight

I’m sorry Mom.
I did not listen.
I did not heed your warning.
I saw this coming.
I saw the pain.
I was in too deep before I ever began.
The pain we all felt,
The perfection we all portrayed,
Too weak too challenge the addiction of our loved one.
I could not keep pretending.
Nothing could stop the feelings that overwhelmed me.
I fell for the trap.
Addicted by my first sip,
Never to look back at the pain.
I was to be numb forever,
Living a dream,
At least that was my plan.

I’m sorry Mom.
I took the wrong path.
I took your concerns lightly.
The addiction lured me in,
At my most vulnerable point.
I became the person I knew I one day would.
I continued the cycle into another generation.
I became just another statistic.