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...baby have you seen? the big clock on the street have you seen my smile like happy when i talk about london i only want london is my life i want to be there to have a good life kit conner g......Read the rest...

...My Granddaughter wrote this a few years ago she is now 16 and since lost her mother when she was 15 at the time and 14 when she wrote this. I think we all will be glad to know that these young people......Read the rest...

...My son My daughter Remember When the truth gets choked out by questions I have commanded you to be strong and courageous But for some reason I keep letting my flesh direct me, Thus I walk ......Read the rest...

...There underneath a yew tree, she will stay, a dear queen she was and loved by many, stop in silence, no tears, then go your way, with kind words of prayers, if you have any. slow dust will sett......Read the rest...

...In the depths of my soul, a spark is lit A flame that flickers with every word I read The letters dance, a waltz of wit and charm A symphony that echoes, a love that disarms The rhythm of langu......Read the rest...

...Where are you staying these days? Are you doing fine? Send me letters. One twilight hue rejoiced with the whimsical hand fan, bought from fair How is that doing at your hand so late at night, li......Read the rest...

...There’s beauty in the midnight feathers of a black swan so divine, as euphoria illuminates s t a i n e d sanctuaries~ where stars long to drown in your still train of thoughts, for there’s a p o......Read the rest...

... Giving voice to my dream, my hope, my belief, Meant silencing doubts who clung like murky mist, Listening to the light, which banished my grief. Joy stirred my soul with hope I j......Read the rest...

...The soft ripples in the pond, Gently grow weaker as they respond. The kindness of one’s heart, Is a dearly loved part, And should never be abused. Never let it be here to be used. One must a......Read the rest...

... I walk up the shady street of my memory, up a big hill where I rode my bike down; right to the end of our quiet dappled street, and into a lush green park full of bird songs; wher......Read the rest...

...For My Children - Daniel Henry Rodgers As dawn's first blush ignites the eastern sky—a cool Caress of dew upon the breeze—and the birds' serenad......Read the rest...

...Under the mantle of night, embroidered with hidden symbols and untold secrets, The stars reflect infinite desires, like eternal jewels in the abyss, With finite pages and ephemeral moments of inten......Read the rest...

...a beautiful koel once lost its melodious voice thus was unable to make a mating call so it invoked divine magnetism manifesting a bliss squall birds from far and wide came to be bless......Read the rest...

...In front of a blank page, I sit with my pen, Writing a poem for a contest again. With thoughts in a tangle, I ponder and fret, “What metaphor fits?” but none come to me yet. I gaze at my cat......Read the rest...

... Ezekiel 11:19 “And I will give them one heart, and I will put a new spirit within you; and I will take the stony heart out of their flesh, and will give them an heart of flesh:” The pages turn......Read the rest...