Author: Unknown
Ther was a special somone,who made me feel like gold:
and when our dream world ended, the tears were hard to hold.
We shared a special gift, thats forbidden from above:
But the gift we gave each other, was given out of love.
Our talks and times together, and walks out in the rain:
Left a scar of past by memories, and a heart thats filled with pain.
That certain day we talked, i knew that i'dd soon cry:
For silence enveloped our thoughts, and this was our goodbye.
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Posted: Sep 2009
About this poem:
I wrote this poem at the age of 15. My heart was broken, and the pain so great. What a terrible time in my life.
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Author: Unknown
Out on my own with noone to love; my daughter gave me a kitten.
When never a owner of a pet such as he;how could i know that i soon would be smitten?
He brings me such joy, his sweet little face;and he knows in my heart, theres a home and a place.
In the morning he wakes me with a nuzzle, and purr;i can always count on this to occur.
So thank you my daughter for giving to me;this kitty so sweet, and a comfort to me!!
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Posted: Sep 2009
About this poem:
Just sitting here thinking of something to write about. My first cat, who ever knew i would love him so much? i was always a dog lover...thought i didn't like cats...i was very wrong!!!
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Author: Unknown
What will be said of me when i'm gone,the thought has oft crossed my mind
Will they say"she was greedy,selfish, and mean?" or will they say"she was gentle, and kind"?
I wish to make a mark on this world,if only to touch but one soul.
To take the hand of a lost, lonley person, and help them from broken, to whole.
When i think of all we do in our lives, to make a good name for ourselves,Then in the end we are to our loved ones..but a picture that sits on their selves.
So i want to be special to someone, who when i'm gone will leave such a mark.
When memories of time spent with me,will be something that comes in the dark.
I don't want my life to be in vein,cause God has a purpose for me,
If only to be a very dear friend, to one as precious as thee!
So think about what will be said..when your not alive, but when your dead.
For the mark we leave on those around us,
Will give our ilfe,meaning, and reason, and purpose!!
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Posted: Sep 2009
About this poem:
It always has been something that hurts deep insideof me. I think of how easy it is to forget those people that once were such a huge part of our lives.Im brought to mind my own dear mother, my nana,how much i loved them,but rarley do they cross my mind.Maybe it's Gods way of helping us move on..
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