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Dad’s The Best

He shared joys and laughter 

Picked us up, dusted us

He was strong, the real Superman!

Now he’s frail

Old and slowing down

Time for us to return the favor

For dad, the best

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Long Way

I started a journey, I took a step

I leapt without knowing

I made my way through and struggled hard

I’m not there yet but the end is in sight

I’ve come a long way and made it thus far

As I look back at that first step, could not imagine it’s been this long

And thay first step? I’m glad I did it

Can I Carry You?

I love this poem. I hope you all enjoy it too!
By: Brad Anderson
Published on February 2006
I guess that I can hold you

one more time before you grow

and tell you that I love you

so that you will always know.

Please let me tie your shoe again.

One day you’ll tie your own.

And when you think back to this time

I hope it’s love I’ve shown.

Can I help you put your coat on?

Can I please cut up your meat?

Can I pull you in the wagon?

Can I pick you out a treat?

One day you might just care for me,

so let me care for you.

I want to be a part

of every little thing you do.

Tonight could I please wash your hair?

Can I put toys in the bath?

Can I help you count your small ten toes

before I teach you math?

Before you join a baseball team

can I pitch you one more ball?

And one more time can I stand near

to make sure you don’t fall?

Let’s take another space-ship ride

Up to the Planet Zoor.

Before our Cardboard Rocket

doesn’t fit us anymore.

Please let me help you up the hill.

while you’re still too small to climb.

And let me read you stories

while you’re young and have the time.

I know the day will come

when you will do these things alone.

Will you recall the shoulder rides

and all the balls we’ve thrown?

I want you to grow stronger

than your Dad could ever be.

And when you find success

there will be no soul more proud than me.

So will you let me carry you?

One day you’ll walk alone.

I cannot bear to miss one day

from now until you’ve grown.
Taken from: http://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/one-last-time

Give

Give without expecting something in return

Give until it hurts

Give where it’s needed

And when it’s needed

Give because it’s the best gift

Her Smile

She lights up the room as she often does

Gracefully she carries the weight of the world

Her pain she endures and spreads love all around 

Her smile is like Mona Lisa’s or even better

She’s called by many names but there’s only one name I call her

And that is “Mom”

Tears For Aleppo

I worry of what to wear

Yet there is a side in the world, somewhere 

Where they worry for their lives.
I listen to music,

They listen to bombings

Nowhere is safe

My heart breaks.
I watch the news

They watch their loved ones die

For them I cry

And pray for their sake.
I  shed tears and share a prayer

For Aleppo

Inahan nga pinalangga
Walay sama akong paghigugma sa imo
Pagbati nga hangtod sa kahangturan
Walay makalupig

I love you, mother
My love for you cannot be measured
A love that lasts until forever
And nothing can ever compare

Hey Earth!

How have you been?
I know you’ve been ill
I know we are destroying you
I am sorry
Even if others don’t say it, let me at least

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Scorching

See poetry isn’t always about love and loss
It can be about nature, the environment and a greater cause.

About the planet, the greenhouse effect, pollution
About rebuilding, finding better alternatives, and solutions.

Most plants, trees, animals, are dying
What are we, in our little ways, doing?
We need to take action instead of moping and crying.

I can feel the world is sick because of what we have done
Look at the world now and what it has become.

Summer has always been hot but now it’s scorching
Let’s face it, taking a blind eye isn’t working.

This poetry may not do so much
But I hope it reaches people and they feel touched
By how wonderful Mother Nature truly is
And keeping her safe means for our own good, that’s the purpose of this.

Extra

Another day like any other
Wake up and don’t even bother
Check the date and then you see
There is an extra day, a little extra time for me
Make the most of it,
Make it count

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Poets bleed from the heart and soul

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GOD'S POETIC CHILD!!!

Dear Reader, I am here to give you a little taste of poetry with some water on the side. When you come on my blog that's all that you will taste is Poetry. Not the type of poetry where it doesn't have a meaning. The type of poetry where you will be inspired, uplifted and you will have a different mindset once you leave this site. You might even come to get a taste of this poetry again. Don't be afraid to let your kids read this blog. My poetry is for and to help the youth. Bring them along with you. You both are scrolling down your phone or on the computer anyway. Let's have fun and get a taste of some poetry. I promise this type of poetry tastes delicious. Grab a plate and a fork and I'll feed you. ENJOY!!!!

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