Looking through the Heart

Looking through the Heart

I wander through this life wondering, Can I find my hearts true belonging? Will I find someone to truly care and love me? Or will I only find what I want to a tolerable degree? Just when I felt I will spend my life alone, You showed me something I have never known. We have talked but I have never seen you face to face, You talked to my heart and tied it up in any case. We are about to meet and my brain got scared, But my heart tells my brain to think of what we shared. I care for you more than my heart can show And from this point on I hope it can only grow. Poem Style – Rhyme / Poem Catagory – Personal Written by Lady...

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To My First Born

To My First Born

Rebecca, my dear sweet daughter, Even though now we live apart, I care come hell or high water, I do love you with all my heart You made me a young grandmother, With three grandchildren of fine art, Which I wish I could hold and smother. I do love you with all my heart Though we’re apart and I miss you, You will always be in my heart. What I say to you now is true, I do love you with all my heart You my one child of September, With these few words I do impart, And I want you to remember, I do love you with all my heart Poem Style – Kyrielle / Poem Catagory – Family Written by Lady Kathleen   This is for my daughter that made me a grandmother at the age of 37.    ...

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The Prince and the Rock

The Prince and the Rock

Once upon a time there was a Prince, Whose Queen mother he had to convince. Royalty she demands. To help rule our fine lands. And just the thought of this made him wince. The young Prince fell in love with a lass, Whose family did not have any class. But he loved her the best, But could she pass the test? That his Queen mother said they must pass. The test was made by royal decree, And it consisted of one small pea. To be slept on at night, That in the morning light, Only a princess would be cranky. Now the prince was so worried and sad, At the thought that his love would wake glad. So about one o*clock, In her bed put a rock, So when she awoke she would be quite mad. Poem Style – Limrick / Poem Catagory – Funny Written by Lady...

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There once was a Lady from Zeet

There once was a Lady from Zeet

There once was a Lady from Zeet, That thought she had very large feet. For being so tall, they were really quite small, and everyone thought they were neat. Even though this lady was discreet, You could see her from way down the street. If I recall, she was eighty feet tall, from the top of her head to her feet. Poem Style – Limrick / Poem Catagory – Funny Written by Lady Kathleen

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