Christy Poems - Poems about Christy

Why do i miss her When she isn’t even mine The time without her The time to whine Complaining the winter Complaining the loss I miss my sunshine My day was lost I worry about her I pray her name And hope she comes back Exactly the same My time without her Comes at great cost I pine my disaster And bare the cross She is a shining star To...

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Miss Christy Sambristy had way too much hair! When you visited, hair was on every couch, and chair. It stretched all the way outside her blue and red door! If she tried cutting it, the hair just grew more and...

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10 years later, you will read this I know It’s hard and you hate it I’m telling you now that You made it Everything you are going through Is happening for a reason And I see why You will understand the purpose God has for you in life I’m helping people That have no one to turn to I’m helping people now...

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Christy Christafur Cat Tells. Christy Christafur Cat is always telling, in his meows, about a big monster who comes in while he is asleep and drinks all his milk, eats all his food and makes a dogged like noise before it leaves. To which Christy Christafur Cat has to bat an eye, twist an ear, then goes back to sleep. Only...

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Christy, Christafur Cat. Was a southern cat. Her ancestors came from the south of Spain. His Great, Great, Grandfather was a venturesome Cat who came across the Seven Seas. Not Long after that he met another southern Cat This one from the heart of Georgia. As the years came and went History was recorded by some other Cats. To which Christy,...

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Christy B. You came into my life in an unusual way. An X of an X and you just showed up one day. At first I thought it odd you'd make a journey this far. You told us how you could reach no one, so you just hopped into your car. So after your short...

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Written by Gail DeBole on April 4, 2012 Updated on March 15, 2020 Gail's note: Inspired by one of my BFF's, Christy Twisty Christy can wordsmith a rhyme Combining meters and thoughts so sublime. She helps open mental doors. You find yourself asking for more. Each poem feels like exquisite wine. Twisty Christy wears her heart on her sleeve. Talk to her and...

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Country songstress Poetic charm, All I hope for, Is for no harm, To come to my Christy, Mother with love, Forced to wear, A tough love-glove The "GoodNight Moon" mistress My friend, for sure, I hope and pray, Much good fortune Will be yours forevermore...

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I send angels to you my dear friend. To minister you peace and strength within. To guard you from all of the hurt and pain. To give you shelter in the midst of the rain. I send angels to you- you are special you see. That's why the enemy is attacking thee. You must pass this test so please stay strong. Run...

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In times of despair I kid you not Love is all you need Or have you forgot You dwell on the bad Wish for what is not real Blame every one else For how you feel No one is perfect Hearts remains full It's your mind that needs taming Or it makes stupid and cruel For my dearest Christy Please let your son know My door is open to...

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When Christy cries, the birds stop chirping, When tears flow from her eyes, the rain stops, for it she is usurping The very power of nature... With her deep, deep emotion, More powerful than the tidal surge of a seismic excited ocean Christy and I talk, through poetry's strong power be it humorous or dour... We've both walked the same sad halls of life and love's many...

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