My Poetry
Sonnet I : Getting Old
I heard what you said on our wedding day, As "I swear" was the song that was played. Your love you swore would not be betrayed, Even when my hair turn silver or Grey. Now as I find some, do I need to pray? Are you still true to the vow that you made? And will you...
Ode to our Muse: Kevin
There are famous muses of old, They are goddesses I am told. Even though these ladies can be much to inspire, There is one more that you desire. He gives you this place, For you to embrace. To let your emotions show With the gifts you bestow. This man who has earned...
New Year
Passions do flair when the heart is aroused, When the heart’s dream jumps, and starts with a smile. A giggle, a laugh can be heard in the night, When you find love that is bold, true and wild. This is a dream I wish for you and yours, As the old year is closing and...
Non Poet & LadyKat
. No! I don't write poems. Only here to make comments. NO! I don't write poems. People can think what they wish. Only don't call ME a poet. Every time I give it a try, The wife sits down and cries. & Loved that her Non Poet tried, And wrote her, his first sweet...
You still have all of me
We made our vows the day we wed, You unlocked my heart with a key. A heart is broke; a tear is shed, My Love, you still have all of me. It did not happen in a night, This vow was broke in small degrees. Even though it might not seem right, My Love, you still have all...
Sparkling Star
A star twinkles so bright with all its might, trying to out do the light of the moon. sparkling once then sparkling twice more. from heavens above it tries showing with love, what it has inside. sparkle here sparkle there, I sparkling in night. look...
My reason to live
My life and heart is yours to have and hold. For I do not need life without you near. I need you in my life when I get old All I ask of you is it be sincere. Without your love my life and heart means naught, My life was built this way by God*s design, As I could not...
Forever Blind
They say that love is blind, so let me be The blind I used to be before I knew. I would like to be blind and not to see Then I could have your love like it was new. Forever blind is what I wish to do To not know hurt I now must bear each day I know you love me and I...
It’s ME
. Red hair, blue eyes, the first thing you see, Partly Scottish and Irish I be Also English, and Welsh, With a smile you can't squelch. This is what you see when you see ME. What you don't see when you look at me, Is how sassy and wild I can be. All of my friends...
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