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My Jasmine

Written for my beautiful Grandaughter,  at the time she was born   Peter

My Jasmine

Oh Jasmine you were born to be an angel
And one day with your love you’ll change the world
My child, you are your grand dad’s special treasure
My Jasmine you’re my wide eyed baby girl.

My Jasmine, they’ll not find another flower
Who could fill my heart with joy, the way you do
My child, you are a rare and precious blossom
No words could ever spell my love for you

I thank the blessed power, that she did send us
This essence that be you my lovely child
The love for you that dwells within my heartstrings
Is like a tender rose that’s growing wild

Oh Jasmine, you have made this old heart happy
Which surely be the story of your life
For where thee be, then happiness will follow
Your tenderness will rid the world of strife

3 August 1999

Copyright © Peter Duggan

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The Cloudiest Day

I didn't like losing you
And my tears cried the truth
With rain that came
On the cloudiest day
Like heaven was crying too

©2014 Honestly JT

Copyright © Honestly J.T.

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Over The Bridge

It is here I am safe
It is here that I know
but over the bridge 
Is where I must go

The bridge that gives passage
over quick muddy water
though why I say that
I don't know why I bother

over the bridge 
is a tall oak tree
and standing beneath it
is someone waving at me

crossing the bridge 
I see a man standing there
with paint splatered pants
and a head of white hair

looking closer I see 
exactly who's there
I see it's my papa
and I can't help but stare

I run right toward him 
and give him a hug
I ask how he got here
his response is a shrug

it's then I remember 
the fact that he'd died
it's then I remember
the tears that i'd cried

I ask how it felt
when he had died
he then looks at me 
and he promptly replied

he calmed all my fears
about what lies boyond
then he looks up 
because the suns almost gone

he says I must go
before the sun sets
but I don't want to leave
I'm not quite ready yet

he gives me a hug 
before I go
then tells me I can't share
the things I now know

I give a quick nod 
looking up at the sky
I don't understand
but I don't have time to ask why

turning around 
I try not to cry
I just cross the bridge 
when the sun leaves the sky

I turn back to look
one last time at the tree
but my papa is gone
as was meant to be


Copyright © Anne Hessler

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Playin' Man

A completely true story....

My grandpa was a playin' man
He had a local four piece band
I was without a doubt his number one fan
Grandpa and music went hand in hand

Get together's on Saturday night
A little moonshine to start out right
Dancin' a jig under stars so bright
Dancin' and playin' until mornins' light

My grandpa was a playin' man
He played harmonica in his four piece band
I was was without a doubt his number one fan
Grandpa and music went hand in hand

Singin' songs of long ago
Happy voices singin' way down low
Grandpa puttin' on quite a show
Where he learned those songs I don't know

My grandpa was a playin' man
His guitar makin' magic in that four piece band
I was without a doubt his number one fan
Grandpa and music went hand in hand

Fiddles screamin' out loud and clear
Folks would gather round from far and near
Everybody grinnin' from ear to ear
Those memories to me are oh so dear

My grandpa was a playin ' man!

©Donna Jones

Copyright © Donna Jones

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Bring Me Memories of Grandfather

bring me around his blazing fireplace
and I'll tell you leprechaun stories

safe from their torment outside 

bring me to the train platform
and I'll grip grandfather's hand tightly

as we turn and wave goodbye

bring me the old shoes grandfather wore
and I'll dream the steps he took

to reach my side

bring me his tiny gold-rimmed glass
filled with sherry

and I'll toast grandmother's birthday

75 years ago

bring me his elegant blue suit
and I'll look through a 4 year old boys eyes

his final resting place 

In honor of William J. Bumford
My Grandpa

© All Rights Reserved

Copyright © James Marshall Goff

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Sitting Eagle

Sitting Eagle
This poem is for the Poetry Soup contest:
Tell His Story
Ross Levan
Mach 15 2011-03-15

Sitting Eagle rests, with a tree at his back,
Playing his flute, to scare a wolf pack,
They have been hunting and following him throughout the whole night,
Escaping great peril in mother forest and sister moonlight,
He is a warrior and never gives up in fights,
But 20 wolves against one man just isn’t right,
With moccasins on feet and cowhides for pants,
He looks like a North American Indian at least at first glance,
He might be your grandfather from another time,
He might even be a grandfather of mine,
Sitting Eagle rests, with a tree at his back,
He’ll get home safe if he follows his tracks.

Copyright © Ross Levan

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gone means forever

On the day that you left us
I did not shed a tear
Not cause I was happy
I'm quite sure it was fear

I was afraid to cry
To show people that feeling
So I held my head high
Looking up at the ceiling

I held my mom
As tears fell from her cheek
and smiled  when I found out
She'd be gone till next week

I was happy she left
To say one last goodbye
While Mary and I stayed home
And still I did not cry

I played my part well
Staying strong for my mom
I was her shoulder to cry on
Because you were gone

Yet at night I would lay
In my bed wide awake
When I was all alone
That's when my shoulders would shake

When no one could see me
I would cry on and on
I would cry for the memories 
Sad cause you were gone

To the world a brave face
All alone I was scared
To show such emotion 
Was more than I dared

Then one day I relized 
I'd made a mistake
Then with my mom right beside me
My shoulders started to shake

For why should I hide 
All alone in my room
I was merely a child
And I loved you too

I felt a lot better 
After I'd cried 
After I'd mourned 
the fact that you'd died

Being strong for my family
That I will still do
Yet now I will make sure 
That I can cry too

Goodbye papa
I'll see you again
Gone may mean forever
But it's never the end

(july 12th 2012)

Copyright © Anne Hessler

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Death tempted

Could I have done something 
Was I not listening
You showed me the ropes
Made me the man I am 

Would things be different
If I didn't leave for home
Could you have stayed alive for me
Now I'm missing a piece of my soul

Didn't you know what this does
Leaving me broken 
Were we not enough
No I can't trust an old heart

I needed you to know
You were worth more
Then death tempted your beautiful soul

Its a sad thing to loose one of your own
I needed you to know
I would've given you my young 
And taken your sick and old 

Copyright © Zachary Ward

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A poem for you

From the seed that yesterday withered bloom,
From the past that was a treasure
From the time you cast away stones
From the time you filled the room with your laughter and happiness,

To the morning sunshine
to the time you gather them(families) together
to the time of sorrow filled in the room to tears dropping like a rainfall
        to today that is here
                   As you close your eyes,
                        I wished it was me and not you
so here, I leave you my poem for you to keep in your soul, 
for I will miss having you in my life

Yours Grand daughter.

Copyright © Rukiya Bashir