Hold Onto My Heart

Hold Onto My Heart

Waking in the morning I do declare I feel somehow someway a change with me Today I hold onto my heart with care I look in the mirror and brush my hair The change is not the type that all can see And never can be seen with just a stare It is for my heart and my soul to bare Wondering now if the change will just flee Today I hold onto my heart with care It is something I truly want to share For to share it would make me smile with glee At the same time it could send me a scare As my mind keeps telling me to beware But my heart tells me to open the key Today I hold onto my heart with care If I knew you cared I would not despair So I keep it inside not telling thee Cause right now I don’t want to shed a tear Today I hold onto my heart with care Poem Style –...

The Pearl

The Pearl

During midday the gallant King of Hearts does appear in a whirl, In one hand a single rose and the other a necklace with a single pearl. The King whispers the words and tries to profess, I am not a romantic sort with any success. Then he smiles softly and says the pearl is for the first year with you as my wife, I will love you forever and I am glad you came into my life. And a quickly as he came into the Queen’s place, He was gone like the wind without a trace. Later that eve when the moon was so clear. The Queen drove up to the Castle that was near, The Queen glided up the steps with delight, As her King and her lover awaited inside with passions that night. Again the King whispers the words and tries to profess, I am not a romantic sort with any success...

England is Calling Me!

England is Calling Me!

Oh England, Oh England, is calling my name, I want to go back, I do proclaim. In Summer days, England is so green, and a great time to go visiting the Queen. I have a great love for all the royalty and stuff, In England I find I never get enough. I love walking around, the old London town, but if you don’t watch out, you just might drown. Oh England, Oh England, is calling my name, I want to go back, I do proclaim. Poem Style – Rhyme / Poem Catagory – Other Written by Lady Kathleen

My Unseen Best Friend

My Unseen Best Friend

Even though I have never looked upon your face, You are my best friend in any case. Even though I can’t touch you with my own hand, You are there beside me and so steady you do stand. Years ago if people had told me I’d have a friend I would never have seen, I would have told them they are crazy you can’t be friends with a screen. Friendship is more than the touch or the look of a person in the flesh, It is the feelings you have when your words and thoughts mesh. When we first started it was all about the game, But over time there was more it became. My only contact with you is over wires and stuff, But for our friendship this has been enough. Internet games and messengers are the ways we can talk, Even though I can’t physically touch you...

What do you see when you look at me?

What do you see when you look at me?

In this world of mine as I watch it go by, All you want to know is who am I? Am I what everyone sees on the outside? Or am I really hidden somewhere deep inside? There has been a big change happen in my life, It turned all around and I am no more his wife. It’s been so many years since I have been alone, But now it is time, as my children are all grown. So who am I now, for the all the world to see? And what do you see when you look at me? Do you see the scared woman, which sits all alone? As I ponder my life, not really knowing why it has gone. Can you see when the girl reaching for something in the night? As my bad dreams have given me such a horrible fright. Can you hear the loneliness in my voice once in a while? Or am I able to cover it with a sweet...

Stock Market

Stock Market

Stocks go up stocks go down The whole idea is not to drown You get a little luck today The next your praying the luck will stay Gamble on this and gamble on that Just hope you don’t go plat! Research helps you ease your mind But then someone does a report and find Then once more your in a tissy and the stocks drop and make you dizzy If you like watching a bouncing ball then watch the stocks rise and fall. May the luck of the Irish be at your side as you take your money for a ride. Poem Style – Rhyme / Poem Catagory – Other Written by Lady Kathleen