Teddy

Mom, no!
You can’t do this!
I can’t let Teddy go!
He’s always been in my room,
And now you think ‘it’ takes up too much space?
In that case,
I don’t want to grow up.
My …

We met upon the Internet

We met upon the Internet,
A friendship electronic,
Expressed alone in words and thoughts,
Inevitably platonic.
We live too far apart for us
To mingle in the flesh,
But much more close than family,
Our hearts and …

What Is Love?

What is love ? Is it a feeling or emotion.
No it is more it is a feel of security.
One that will last forever.
For some love is earned,
but for others it’s …

When You Are Old

When you are old and gray and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and …

Young and lovely, strong and sane….

Young and lovely, strong and sane,
Life’s a lot of fun.
We snowmobile and laugh and hang
And don’t hurt anyone.
You love my blue eyes and blonde hair,
I love your mischievous smile.
We drift …

Your head is empty

The roses are wilted
The violets are dead
The sugar bowl is empty
And so is your head
This poem was submitted by Nancy Brar.

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