DADDY… a poem

Daddy was the strong one

I had never seen him cry

When grandpa passed away

He came and wiped my eye

And grandma wasn’t far behind

She loved my grandpa so

He wiped away more tears that day

From me – but not his own

That was so very long ago

Now, with children by my side

My mamma passed away today

And daddy broke down and cried

Humanity… a poem

 
Little old Fiddlebrock Simpsonstien
Wondered the streets alone
He was a simple and quiet old man
His features like toppling stone
No one could understand him
When words did escape his lips
While some would laugh and tilt their heads
Others laid hands on hips
With head hung low like the setting sun
Fiddlebrock heads for home
An appliance box with newspaper floor
Keeps him warm from the fresh falling snow
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GUARDIAN… a poem

woman with angel wing lying on floor
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Come back to me when you find yourself

Come back with all of you

The fairy tale we called our own

Was a perfect dream come true

But fate lies in the nature of

This ever-changing world

You may have lost the one you love

But you’ll never lose this girl

You see, I have a pair of wings

And I watch you, everyday

So, when you find yourself again

Know your angel is okay