Ungrateful Child
A poem I wrote on Mothers Day this year...I had this idea on that day about organising a project (obviously it will have to be for next year hopefully) where we can adopt a mom for a day .. I know for sure there are moms or wives who don't get fussed about let alone remembered on Mother's Day ... hence the poem ;-)
Stage Left
smiling face, with old newspapers. tattered and yellow, all this, of where I am... and how I came to be....... XX Sophia
DEAREST DAUGHTER
What can I say... A tribute to my Crystal! Added a verse on 7/18/17
WHY WONT WE LISTEN
PARENT YOUR KIDS!!! added 2 lines 11/9/17 tweaked 11/5/18
~Into a new world~
One of natures miracle's most of us have had the pleasure to experience in our lives :)
A Grandpa Morning
My late southern grandparents...
family's
This was wrtten for my husband birthday may 30th. He passed away 8 years ago. If you have a family call them.
Do You Remember
This poem is about the love from a father to his seeds
The Feud
Father an son .......the battle goes on .....ha ha
Twins
I wrote this for my twin sister Samantha
Tricia ...p2
my mom used to spend hours an hours under this tree in summertime....
Alligator Skin (4 u mom)
Happy Mother's Day to all mothers..
The Circle
What goes around .......come around
Where Old Men Sit
Where Old Men Sit Did you see that youth who passed you by even though his pace was true and fast, Did you watch him from your ancient eye knowing his speed would never last? Did you as a teenager show the same grit when you played a young
Recovery Room
Bright light blazing me over room so warm and alive thirst I ne’er felt before waking - did I survive? I only remember for sure your promise to revive. Whose hand trembling more than I could ever contrive? Staff buzz around the floor hungry
My Mom
Took this long to get to the point where I could write this.
Mama Quotes
I got lucky enough to see Vicki Lawrence in concert on November 5. She did half the show as herself and the other half as Mama Harper from the TV show Mama's Family. She said it was the first time she forgot to wear her glasses. I spent ten dollars the first time because the woman told me all the seat were sold out. Finding out later that she was confused and there were plenty of seats, I had to purchase two more tickets for 70 bucks and give the standing tickets to a friend of mine. At least I got three other people I knew to see her.
GRANDSON #1
What can I say... The joy is inexplicable... at least for a while, lol!
The Greatest Gift
The Greatest Gift What power has anointed me with this fate and opened wider destiny’s hidden gate? No greater gift can make a man’s life enliven than to witness the first gasp of a life given! What greatness have I perceived to have done th
It's a Generation thing........
This pretty much speaks for itself..........
no Title
kiss me by the stars and make me understand that the dreams called love are in everbodys hand
Baby
I want a baby to hug And snug Am I a mug? No Give me a baby now! I want a baby Not a maybe! Give me a baby now! I want a baby to cradle Not to label Am I not able? Yes Give me a baby now! I want a baby to talk to Change it's nappy
The Lost Outlaw
The fallout of separation.....family loyalty against friendship and the respect for both .........
dad
NO COMMENT
Words are important
Ithought of this poem after having some unkind words with my sister. lol
Mommy's Little Man
This short poem is about my son. He is my greatest joy.
Loving Unconditionally
This peom is about a mother who chooses to keep her baby and fight against all odds to do so though she could have given the child to its paternal grandparents only the wanted the child not the mother or her presence.
Natalie
My grandaughter. A heart the size of Texas in the smallest package.
Sometimes in life I feel,,,,
I was having one of thoses days and we all have them. I take care of my mom and I love her but her health is is getting worst. To watch her suffer sometimes it make me feel like well ,,, like my clothes are just not right but they really are,, it just me. Have anyone else felt this way?
MANNERS
I was getting frustrated by the lack of manners of those around me.
J & Roo
This poem is dedicated to my daughter and my grandson!
For Jamie
When my second husband died, I think I may have relied too heavily on my daughter for strength, it was her step father, and she has always been the spiritual one.. still I wonder. what toll, this has taken on her.
Sleep deprieved
I wish I could sleep my eyes open starring in the dark listening to the noises and voices now the telephone is ringing shrill laughter is torturing my ears someone turns the volume on the TV up great, all I need is a headache I close my eyes t
who's choice....
life changing decision..............
MOM
My mom is the reason for all that I am for that I AM GREATFUL
SEPARATION OF MARRIED.
lover's separation???
Sonnet2
(Written in memory of my grandmother in 1993)
The animal
Sitting,waiting Just contemplating Listening to my son playing video games "I will train the animal!" That's what the video game said I didn't mean my son was an animal
Confused
They are not related
' Grandma Bertie"
this poem was wriiten by me when in grief over my Grandma Bertie
The HOUSE...
grief.....