So Lucky Are The Angels
Since you're gone, Christmas time will never be the same.
When asked what I wish for, I can only speak your name.
The only gift I ever want at Christmas time for me
Is my precious, loving son beside my Christmas tree,
Since you're gone, Christmas time will never be the same.
When asked what I wish for, I can only speak your name.
The only gift I ever want at Christmas time for me
Is my precious, loving son beside my Christmas tree,
in Fall Poems
What a difference a day makes,
twenty-four little hours.
Cool chill in the air,
Deep in this dark, cold, last night of December,
is one tiny flame of a flickering ember.
like so many memories of Decembers gone by,
in Summer Poems
As she tip-toes cross the sea,
she slips in so subtly.
Sharing her charms upon the earth,
I have read three of this poet's pieces now and they are all wonderful! She personifies the seasons and brings them magically to life and both paints a picture and tells a story at once....
Your very first breath of life, I was there.
Tiny miracle of God, you appeared,
overflowing with joy, my eyes cried a tear,
outstretching my arms to hold you so near.
in War Poems
From year to year he drifts alone.
His story only few have known.
About a boy who went to war,
in Husband Poems
There used to be a certain look so very long ago,
when she could look into his eyes and know he loved her so!
Now time has gone, and with it took the young girl he once knew.
in Spiritual Poems about Death
Life is full of joy and sorrow,
past, present, and tomorrow.
Knowing life as I do now,
I guess we made it through struggle and strife.
I remember when we first started our life.
We climbed every step one in back of the other,
in Grief Poems
By the shore of Sorrow's sea,
waves of tears roll endlessly,
cries that pierce this misty veil,