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MY neice Angela by martin, nita
MY LOVELY NEICE by Beadnall, Paul

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MY BELOVED NIECE

*A POEM FOR MY BELOVED NEICE*



I  REMEMBER  THE  FIRST  DAY  I  SAW  YOU  AND  HELD  			
		YOU  IN  MY  ARMS 
YOU WERE SO GENTLE, PRETTY, AND CALM

I  REMEMBER THE DAY YOUR FATHER AND I  GAVE YOU THE NAME “REE REE”
I  NEVER KNEW TODAY YOU WOULD’NT BE ABLE  				
		TO SEE ME



I  HAD BIG PLANS FOR MY NEICE AND I 
BUT I NEVER KNEW HER PLAN WAS TO MAKE  				
		ME CRY 


MY  BABY  RHIANNA  YOU’RE   GONE  FROM  MY  SIGHT  BUT  NEVER  FROM  MY  MINDI  
PROMISE  TO  TAKE  CARE  OF  YOUR  BROTHER  AND YOUR  PARENTS  		
			THEY  WILL  BE  FINE



MY BABY MEMORIES OF YOU ARE HER E TO STAY
		WE LOVE YOU “REE-REE”, I WILL SEE   YOU IN  		
			HEAVEN SOME DAY

Copyright © NEKEITA JACKSON

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Red sky at night sailors delight

How does 1 cut the hair on a head that's no longer here,
prolonged was the shadow with holding tender mercy.
With I left needy, no 1 to toast our final beer.
Since have I found no inner peace,
instead I poured your love into 3 neice.
Believing you flew free upon release,
back to the deck of the Cavalier,
moored off the Cape of Good Hope
where you finally found that you belonged there
Sat on the pier, red sky at night,
Gerard's delight...

Copyright © Christopher Flaherty


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Poem for my neice

such innocent beauty is yours
my tender, fragile soul
the light in your eyes
reflecting the true loveliness
deep within that does arise
your smile my dear
captivates the heart
as you lie in my arms so near
a true work of art ?

Copyright © Ashley Wakefield


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MY neice Angela

Youe are so funny
always making me laugh out loud
Makes the day sunny
You stand out in a croud
Even though your only five three
always crazy and insain
You are care free
An never show your pain
My best friend since birth
My kids buddy and aunt
Best little person on earth
You think we ingnore you but we can't

Copyright © nita martin


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We'll Miss You

you was someone special to us all 
you put a smile on our faces 
even when it was us you were talking about 
you even made us feel special when you talked about us
because that let us know that you loved us 
and that you might even like us just alittle bit 
you've been here thoughout my childhood 
and it was just normal for you to be here and there 
but now that your gone 
life just want be the same 
because i'll never hear a good joke about me 
it's going to be boring around here
without someone with all that spice and spuck you have 
around to make us laught 
love you and you will forever be missed 
       love you 
         your neice    
            Atedra McGhee


                                                 Dedicated To:
                                                 Doug McGhee
                    

Copyright © Atedra McGhee

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My aunt's a shrink

My aunt wanted me to write something espeacially for her,and as much as i like original's i 
prefer the second draft to this one:

Maybe she's 
cool
Maybe am a favourite neice
Of a shrink of love and peace

The cream
To my fruit
Exhausted samy
Cant have the kids on mute

Pasta sauce
"It's mint,not meat"
Shopping tour in rome
In her tiny shrunken feet

Ms.Riane
A dumbfounded shrink
And her neice
Who can't attend the sink

The shivering dutch trees
And a mashamba me
Will have in her heart
Her favourite aunty

(Mashamba:A swahelli word referring to someone who is not accustomed to something 
commenly known in the modern word)

Copyright © sajdah al-riyami


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Lexi

Lexi is our neice and is 3 years old her sister is Trinity, They have been a joy in our lives.

Little mama, love
Emulates her surroundings
X-the barrenness
Interested in life, loves daddy

Copyright © Doris Culverhouse


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MY LOVELY NEICE

          


              Jo,you are so thoughtful loving and kind
             these are true qualities that are to find
              in a young lady that asks nothing in return
             you are very bright and eager to learn

             About anything from work to every day life
             i know you will make mathew a beautiful wife
             i am so proud to have you as my neice
             you know the right things and only want peace x

Copyright © Paul Beadnall


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hurt

i was just a small girl, when you hurt my  world.
you hurt me for so many days.
days turn into weeks
now i'm left defensive less and weak.
now I've got this big secret on my shoulder.
who can i trust because everyone to busy to notice's hurting me.
what you stole was priceless.
in every one eye sight he hurts me every night.
blind by his kindness.
force to live in hell, my place of home.
faking is so hard, could barely stand too young to make it on my own.
the blood in my underwear, the pain in my eyes; he didn't care.
so young i had to grow up, be strong and stand in the sight of fear.
trap between evil and good.
do other girls go through this? or is this just in my neighborhood.
my hurt and pain how could a little girl take in so much.
i yearn for my mother touch, my father strong hands, my sisters to understand,
my brother to protect me, my cousins to never neglect me, my aunts advice,
my uncles meanest, my best friend hug, my Neice smile, my grandmother 
confront. 
caught  up in sorrow, confuse and daze in my mind  
with my pain i can't go backwards 
yet now i grown and its over and done ,now i leave my past behind and walk 
forward. 
was lost now i'm found
like Maya Angelo i rise! i can to stand on my own ground.
in my soul i forgive but i cant forget, the heartache forever lives inside.
my past i bury and forever hide

Copyright © trisa atkinson


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Brothers Day

 
There’s Father’s Day
There’s Mother’s Day
Why can’t there be Brother’s Day
Maybe in the month of May
Set it up without delay
A Brother’s Day
Mom and Dad would probably say
A brother always gets his way
On Brother’s Day
Where would all his sisters stay?
Why – far away
On Brother’s Day
Lunch would be a big subway
Eaten at a small café
On Brother’s Day
And Mom and Dad would be OK
With dinner on a TV tray
On Brother’s Day
Dinner maybe fish fillet
As his entree
On Brother’s Day
Or maybe something done flambé
Anything in big display
On Brother’s Day
And maybe an ice cream buffet
Or a big parfait
On Brother’s Day
And maybe he would get to play
With modeling clay
On Brother’s Day
Or a game of old croquet
Munching Frito-lay
On Brother’s Day
And you can bet there’s be horseplay
Full blown chaos – no halfway
On Brother’s Day
No cutesy pie in no beret
No Tutu from no ballet
On Brother’s Day
No girlie-girls with their hairspray
They can all just sashay
On Brother’s day
Every brother would hooray
If they could waylay
A Brother’s Day
It’s no cliché
Brothers everywhere will pray
For Brothers’ Day
 

My neice has 4 kids - 3 girls and a boy and the little guy was feeling left out and 
wanted to know when Brothers Day.

Copyright © mike dailey


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Happy in my sleep

I have a place in my dreams 
Where only she and I can be 
And when we're there it seems 
She knows everything about me 

I talk to her about my lies 
And share all my secrets 
She answers only with her eyes 
Telling me to let go of regrets 

I ask her questions about death 
And why God took her away 
She only takes in a deep breath 
And with her eyes says, "you'll know someday" 

She walks through a garden of flowers 
Outside our cozy place 
Then sits by a brook for hours 
Where we both just stare out into space 

I feel so happy and at peace 
Just sitting there holding the hand 
Of my beautiful angel... my neice 
Knowing someday I'll understand 

My peace fades away 
As I awake and weep 
I try to hurry through my day 
So I can be happy again in my sleep.

Copyright © Elissa Maes


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You will be Missed, Monique

So much personality and drive, 
everyday was a new suprise. 
The love and joy that shun forth through your eyes, 
is a memory that will never die in our minds. 
It was much much to early for us to say goodbye. 
To a beautiful young lady 
that played such a prominent role in all of our lives. 
Our cousin, our daughter, our neice, our friend. 
Our love, our heart, now rests in peace. 
No more worries, no more cries, 
as much as it hurts, we must now dry our eyes. 
We know the promise for her future, 
and in Jehovah God's memory she lies. 
One day she'll rise again 
happy, energetic, perfect, full of life.

Copyright © Tiana Tillman


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Haiku

Is poetry
the music without its words
outside its silence?


Sunset melting drips
sap rises, bed sheets ripple -
dewy bodies float


Suburban fox,
tearing bin-bags for morsels -
seems to like Indian


My eight-year-old neice
wonderous at fairy tales
captivates us all


Enchanted silence -
the babbling brook of calm mind,
flowing to the pulse


Cumulus clouds rise -
serated sheer angels' wings
touch down on heaven


http://sukispangles.blogspot.co.uk

Copyright © Suki Spangles


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MDC WEBZ

Zuhl logical dissorters Crosby sheeez.
Dubbel Deal with Calm EUnice Chai-neice.
Membranes 16 flossable Don eye a Bill' Itzy.
Eek "the future Doesn't need us" - whyrd Maggy Z
What privy Imp-lament-ation Mina's:
Choke'n'hackin phrotocoils and glow-ball EUgenes(ieuuueww!)
Better yet C WEB MDZ

Copyright © August Nunes


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Richard V.S. Chris

Richard V.S. Chris (Part 1) 

Prologue: Tears falling down his face, Richard hurries down the busy street trying to seek 
refuge and the mellow mood sanctuary of his bedroom. Opening the front door as quietly as 
possible, he listens for any indication of his neice, cousins, aunt, or sis being home. Noticing 
he's all alone he runs upstairs to his bathroom, bloodstained and all, he says out loud rather 
louder than he intended: "Chris meet me in our room!"
Chris: "sign" what's the problem now, and stop crying you making me look bad, I haven't 
cried in years.
Richard: You boast too much Chris, that's your problem, be a man, we all shed tears.
Chris: You not a man for 1, and 2 I'm a real man, so I don't boast. All real men know tears 
are married to weakness.
Richard: You must not be human then because you hide your feelings, I show mine with a 
quickness.
Chris: Now see that's YOUR problem, letting everyone know your vulnerability, then you get 
betrayed, on the ground, in tranquility.
Richard: I don't care anymore man, feelings mean you have guts.
Chris: You care coward admit it, that's another problem you care too much.
Richard: If you care for someone freely, they'll care for you freely how could you let that 
pass?
Chris: My dear half, free means to finish last.
Richard: You think you perfect, like your mind is all smart.
Chris: I gotta admit, gettingover with my mind games is an art!
Richard (Punchin da bathroom door): It's your fault Tashawn is gone I just can't get over it!
Chris: Stop being soft, he's gone in a better place with worms and sticks.
Richard:You won't hurt anybody else, you can't do nothing.
Chris (Smiling): How can you LET me do something?
Richard: At first I tried to grant you freedom, but I can't let you roam free, you don't deserve 
it.
Chris (laughin his head off and pointing through the mirror): Look at you man, thinking you 
can shell me like some a hermit.
Epilogue: Richard stands over the sink face-to-face with Chris. Dried tears border his face as 
Chris grins and sneer at him. Richard is taking full responsibility for his actions. Letting Chris 
takeover for a handfull of years has set him back so far physically, emotionally, socially, and 
mentally. How will he repair the dehumanization of his character when it has been slowly 
incinerated away like a tower being burned to the ground? The people close to him and away 
has been distantly affected by what he calls the "parasite." How will he rebuild?

Copyright © Richard-Jamaal Keen


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Resting in Peace

Broken promises, Shattered dreams,
Everyone says what nobody means,
Lost hope, Stolen smile,
Everything heals it just takes a while,
Life taken, Love hurts,
Time to brush off the unseen dirts,
Untold truths, Forbidden lies,
Wipe the tears from your drowning eyes,
Deafening scream, Unheard voices,
Everyone's faced with different choices,
Unseen honesty, Pounding heart,
You're incomplete when you fall apart,
Unfinished buisness, Crippiling pain,
No one here is truly sane,
Ripped soul, Unanswered prayers,
People around but nobody cares,
Lights out, Darkness around,
Now you're 6ft under ground,
Forgotten friend, Missed neice,
As you lay resting in peace.

Copyright © ashley shaw


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Nervous

She ran outside 
pants on backwards
missing a jacket
still as cute 
as I remember 
but that thought
will always replay
over in my head.

Drunken men 
and Kin all around
people you say
are like family
but I trust none 
of your words 
strangers are 
never like family
and sometimes 
family can even hurt

She's only a little girl
what is she doing
around grown men?
Spending the night
with her daddy I know
but you leave her 
under no type of supervision

I'm afraid for her
for these drunken kin 
have hands 
and they might touch
her inappropriately
and cause my little 
neice to grow up
with scars. 
scars that I will
blame you for.
Scars that she
will blame you for.
Scars that will make 
her sad and damaged for sure. 

 The image of my neice
running outside 
with pants on backwards
and a missing jacket
makes me nervous
cause your never cautious
and child molestation 
barely takes a moment 
to occur. 

  

Copyright © Shahana Jackson