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Son Sweet Poems | Sweet Poems About Son

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Details | Couplet |

Security Blanket

Security Blanket 

No chance of rain tonight,
No bogeyman, when I turn off the lights.
A phrase I found and adore with the warmth of your security.
You are the reason I attain true maturity.

I love when you lay down next to me,
Like the high tide of the sea,
You move all the warm motions inside.
My arms are the comfort you use to seek and hide.

Your nestle holds a true rhythm that hums its own song~
Nothing comes close to breaking this precious bond~
A sweet cradle-song only I hear,
You play my grin, without the strings of a puppeteer.

My heartbeat needs its fix and drug,
Your sweet, charming smiles and hug, 
Is all I need to succeed, 
You are, my only creed!

A kiss, I give on your forehead,
Into a poet’s world where your blanket a dulcet lullaby, 
my arms are your bed.

“Goodnight Sweet Child, Sweet Child of Mine!”

By; pd


Details | Lyric |

She's Nobodys Fool On CD

She's a charming love attraction,
Always dresses fit to thrill,
When she's looking for some action,
She's looking for a heart to steal,

And her charming eyes can mesmerize,
The heart of any man,
While her warming smiles can magnetize,
Them right into her hand,

And she's nobodys fool,
She's sexy sweet and cool,
She can charm any man right into her hand,
Then drop them like a fool

And she gets some satisfaction,
When they say her love is cruel,
And her only shown reaction is,
"I'm nobodys fool!"

She can easily charm the devil,
From the heart of any man,
And her way is having several,
Caught up in her hand,

And she's nobodys fool,
She's sexy, sweet and cool,
She can charm any man right into her hand,
Then drop them like a fool,

And her charming eyes can mesmerize,
The heart of any man,
While her warming smiles can magnetize,
Them right into her hand,

She"s a charming love attraction,
Beaming with sex appeal,
When she"s looking for some action,
She's just looking for the thrill,

And she's nobodys fool,
So sexy, sweet and cool,
She can charm any man right into her hand,
Then drop them like a fool,

She's a charming love attraction,
So sexy, sweet and cool,
And she gets some satisfaction,
Being nobodys fool,

And she's nobodys fool,
She's sexy sweet and cool,
She can charm any man right into her hand,
Then drop them like an fool,


Details | Terzanelle |

A Mother's Love

Abundant love outpouring like cascading falls A river ever flowing to the earth's widest ocean The most rewarding gift ~ a miracle, God's call An endless adoration, this complete devotion Warm breath of life brought a sweet angel's kiss A river ever flowing to the earth's widest ocean Depths of love, the heart will always replenish Indelible charm in his eyes, special smiles only for me Warm breath of life brought a sweet angel's kiss With a soft lullaby, I rock him on my knee Sunrise brings a new song, my soul dances with him Indelible charm in his eyes, special smiles only for me God has blessed our days, love flooding to time's brim Curiosity, innocence, and dreams ~ a life unfolding Sunrise brings a new song, my soul dances with him The most rewarding gift ~ a miracle, God's call By Rhonda Johnson-Saunders, February 2, 2012 for Brian Strand's Whatever Again max 16 Third place finish


Details | I do not know? |

Good Morning Sweet Angel

Good morning, sweet angel.
I hope your dreams were sweet.
We have a busy day today,
Lots of new friends to meet.
Good morning, sweet angel.
Open those pretty eyes.
Your smile is as sweet
As ten million apple pies.
Good morning, sweet angel.
The birds are startting to cheep.
It's time to wake up now,
And stop counting sheep.


Details | Narrative |

A Sister's wish

"It has to be a girl," she had firmly announced,
My sweet little daughter, always craved for a sister!
So the news of a would-be sibling, did make her glad.
She had jumped and bounced.

"A girl would be perfect, boys are messy,
"I'd play my dolls with her and read princess stories",
Said my daughter, who was all girlie-girlie
She kept things in order, was neat and tidy, even a bit fussy!


She'd shopped for pink blankets, rompers, spoons and forks!
Smart girl that she is, she very well knew
"Babies don't come from hospitals nor gifted from temples
Neither are they dropped by visiting storks!"

She would be there for pregnant momma, a helping hand to lend.
She'd pat the sick mother and soothe her with a touch
Fetch her a glass of water
would not allow her to bend!

"My sis would look like me", so said Sara
Ecstatic she was about the brand new arrival
she promised even her stuff to share!
Found a rhyming name, "I'll call her Aura."

One fine day, mommy gave birth to a son
Hale and hearty, Sweet and chubby.
The family rejoiced but the sister said,
"Its not going to be fun."

"Give him back to the doctor, We won't keep this boy",
She said over the phone and with a frown on her face
She came visiting. Took the baby in her lap,
Saw his Angelic face and was filled with joy.

"He is cuter than any baby in the world can be", said she
Stroking her brother
"His skin is so soft and his fingers so tiny,
Well, we'll take him home, he looks just like me!"


Details | Monorhyme |

Tall and Sweet

My youngest son is twenty two; he stands at six foot three.
I went shopping the other day and saw some soft toys for ninety eight p.
I took one look and picked them up, two of them so sweet and cud-de-ly.
To give to great nieces and nephews, from their favourite great aunty.
My son saw one, “that’s sweet” he said “have you bought that for me?”
The soft sweet polar bear now resides by his side, for all on face book to see.


Details | Prose Poetry |

Mama

Mama
Your son is a liar
He says to someone 
You have the longest
Wave in your smile 
That’s a lie
That’s also a sweet lie 
To describe a sweet love

Mama
Your son is a hustler
He goes in the street 
Stole someone’s heart
And said 
Every kiss  
Has a Mother’s Day

Mama
Your son is ugly 
But his beauty 
Honors your strength 
And your dignity 
He says each star is a
Birth mark 
That makes you
A life creator

Mama 
Your son is homeless 
He says since your death 
He has no place to go
Where can he find 
The warmth of your arms 
Where can he buys   
Some mama’s love

Mama 
Your son has a son
Your love will not perish.  

Anderson Dovilas, in memory of my Lovely Mother and a great Mom.


Details | Ballad |

The Queen of the Mojave Desert

The old man lived out by the desert, selling postcards and gasoline,
He sold road-maps and Navajo silver, and True West magazine.

And under his Gabby Hays beard beat the heart of a dashing young man;
With arthritic fingers he cleaned off my windshield…he once was a Dapper Dan.

He said “Take care on the desert, carry plenty water to spare—
And look out for mirages that float like a dream—there’s all kinds of dangers out there.

“And you better watch out for that sweet senorita, the travelers all agree…
They call her the Queen of the Mojave Desert…but she once belonged to me,
Yes, she once belonged to me…”

I thought the old man was demented, from too many years in the sun;
But there in his gas station office I noticed a Winchester gun…

And I saw a faded brown photo—a Mexican beauty was she…
Right next to a newspaper clipping…about a murder in 1953…

Then later that night on the desert, my car overheated and died—
And I saw the Queen of the Mojave Desert…with a bullet hole gaping wide!

So I hoofed it on back to the station, ‘left my automobile behind…
And that grizzled gas station attendant, he told me one final time—

“You’d better look out for that sweet senorita, the travelers all agree,
They call her the Queen of the Mojave Desert…but she once belonged to me,
She was unfaithful to me…back in 1953…she was unfaithful to me...”


Details | I do not know? |

Goodnight Sweet Angel

Good night, sweet angel
And may your dreams be sweet.
I'll tuck you in warm and snug
On your soft flannel sheet.
Good night, sweet angel.
Close your pretty eyes.
Dream dreams of birds and bunnies
Under deep blue skies.
Good night, sweet angel.
Have a peaceful sleep.
We'll meet again tomorrow,
When the birds begin to cheep.


Details | Rhyme |

Soldier Boy

My son is at war, so far from our home
He left this sweet haven to places unknown
Seeing his face in a photo so near 
Knowing he’ll be gone at least for a year
And the great USA plays games with my head 
As I move like a puppet on a string made of lead
Oh how I wish that damn phone would just ring
Hearing that laugh would make my heart sing
Hoping to catch the sound of his voice
Knowing again that this was his choice
To go off and fight in this far away land 
Was somehow his destiny and part of the plan
My soldier boy

He left in the chill of a brisk winter day
I remember his tears; time whisked him away
And the hug that I gave him was long and it clung
Oh on that day how the bitter wind stung
I felt I was  waging my own war of strife
But the picture was gigantic- larger-than-life
My soldier boy

He wrote me last week and I heard his sweet love
And I thanked once again my God from above
He is safe and he is somehow so remarkably tough
But his words told the truth; he’s had quite enough
And I felt a tear cascade down the side of my cheek
As I remembered his time as a child playing hide’n’go seek 
My soldier boy

He told me his innocence is gone -that he’s seen way too much
And I just longed to hold him and needed his touch
But instead I wrote that I loved him forever
And that his life would someday be hopefully better
I told him to stay safe and ever so strong
And my soul felt a stab as my words moved along
He is always in my mind and deep in my heart
I thanked him again for doing his part
My soldier boy

He’s still a young boy who’s grown up too fast
With the insight and strength he’s had to amass
He’s my pride; he’s my joy
He’s my soldier boy 


 


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