Aunts Inspirational Poems

Italia we strolled the country side throughout 
the villages of Tuscany peeking through stone 
ways above garden nooks of Lucca catering to 
the soft and...

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Sitting on the beach,
As dusk falls upon the end of shore,
I look at the lighthouse,
As I see a faint figure,
Looking beyond the sea.
She holds her...

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I’m sitting here, at ninety-six, alert an’ fairly healthy, 
wondering what the ones I loved in days gone by would think
To see me now, the...

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"Don't let yesterday's memories overtake the joys of today."
Quote- by Poet


The holidays approach- but, then come pangs of pain
remembering the yesteryears when I was young;
when...

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From across the room you gave me a glance.                ...

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Applesauce Cake

Once again autumn’s jubilee of gold and umber leaves
Drifts on a lazy Sunday morning rain
Past kitchen windows
Where scents of coffee and frying bacon
Walk hand...

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Unspoken Love

As far back as I can remember our house was always full.
We didn’t have much, but what we had was nonvisual! 
There was always...

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I love you

I love me

I love he

I love she

I love they

I love then

I love now

I love before

I love after

I love forever

I love why

I love

I love...

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(autobiographical)


I was barely eight before mother died
When Gerald was happy and not as reduced
When he was the loved son
The child with a loving home.

From aunt...

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The trip was worth all of the diffulculties that we esperienced in arriving to gran'nny
house, such as first the day my dad left us, and...

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Our Father Loves Us..
We our Precious & Priceless in His Eyes
Wants the Very Best things for us…
Wants to give us Blessing and Promises
In this Life...

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Your Mother and Mine
Tis Every woman
Whomsoever helps 
Any children.. anytime

Looks after them
Fixes and gives
them something to eat
Cleans them up... 
to smell sweet

helping them to live
and...

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Memories of Christmas through the years,
Have brought lots of laughter and many tears.
Memories of those who have gone on home,
Sometimes leave us sad and alone.
The...

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I feel the sordid tug of old temptations,
in the sounds of every wayward station.

The glint and click of foaming glasses,
Wild eyes expand at undressed lasses.

The...

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Season of Love
        by Amy Swanson (c) November, 2008


Holidays are here, and with them
    comes...

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