Physical Activity Poems - Poems about Physical Activity

... Life is a beating heart New born, beating heart First day at school, beating heart First kiss, beating heart New job, beating heart Physical......

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...Proper physical activity will Give enough stamina surely To maintain better health For a truly happy living When used in a controlled way Our body gains a superior power To face easily daily ......

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...finding shapes in clouds or four-leaf clovers in fields . . . the child’s eye searches What does it mean to view life through a child’s eyes? For me it means searching for things of wond......

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...Using gadgets for all your work From physical activity you shirk Using vehicles to move around Walking you are never found About fitness you don't care No time for exercise you spare Just obs......

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...We eat factory made, ready to eat food Full of preservatives, for health not good We eat food stuffs many months old As not expired, the package told Eating in hotels, road side stalls Without......

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...When we undertake strenuous physical activity first we stretch; we move our limbs around Intense mental activity receives far less regard we just plunge right in; sometimes drown......

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...There once was a General who had an investment in the swamp He had many ways of getting what he wants Including making things great again when he stomps While in the marsh land The General ha......

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...He who has not seen the best of the best is yet to be happening in your dreams that people has not perceive. The will of becoming great lies on your shoulders and it is because of you that all the in......

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...My life is full of ups and downs Some much more fun than others But I’d say the ones I like the most Happen underneath the covers I like looking sharp My pants ironed with pleats But in birt......

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...Jane Merchant (2) Invalid of flesh (but not of soul), She saw Creation whole, And hymned the seasons come to pass Beyond her bedroom window-glass— December trees—and April rain-wet grass. ......

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...I own lustful eyes though I keep them in disguise they are always watching I am a very curious person I have no problem with endulgence I enjoy being sexy I touch myself to release If I didn't......

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