Grandchildren: A Gift from God Tiny hands that hold our hearts so tight, Laughter that turns the darkest night bright. Eyes that sparkle like the stars above,
By George’s Girl 2026 about a year ago in Poets
Roses from My Heart ♥️ I send you roses from my heart, A fragrant gift, a gentle start. Each petal whispers words unsaid,
The Canadian Squall brushes them away With the hurried ferocity of an irish mother Calming her child, “it’s alright, it’s alright…
By Ellie Hoovsabout a year ago in Poets
This is my favorite poem from “Book of Poems: Living & Loving Yourself Through Life” (The first book I self-published ). ——————————————————————
By L.I.Eabout a year ago in Poets
With honeyed words, they portray deceit They promise and make it sound quite sweet. Smiling eyes and light has grown very dim,
By Taviii🇨🇦♐️about a year ago in Poets
The Princes in the Tower Two princes, so young, with crowns to be worn, Destined for power, yet lost and forlorn. In the Tower, they waited, with hopes set so high,
With These Hands, I Built My House With these hands, I built my house, Stone by stone, with sweat and grace, Through days of toil, through nights of doubt,
Who Killed the Mockingbird? Who killed the mockingbird, I ask, Whose song once brightened every task? In woods so deep, where shadows fall,
The poem to Be Remembered This is the one, the poem of all, It rises, it echoes, it breaks through the wall. A force that calls, a truth that stirs,
Wild Wolves Howl at the Moon Wild wolves howl at the moon tonight, A symphony beneath the silver light. Echoes dance through the midnight air,
The Grumpy Old Woman Who left the door open? Were you born in a barn? Don’t you dare set foot on my freshly mopped floor!
The Grumpy Old Man There’s a man on the corner, all furrowed and grim, With a frown so intense it could darken the dim. He mutters and grumbles, a storm in his chair,
