Daughter Love Poems

A clear-beaded mousie
with a pointy black nose,
twitchable beaded tail,
and ruffly yellow clothes.

The tail can tilt her head--
she nods without a squeak!
Quiet little church mouse,
I bought...

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Now you have gone away,
I have not much to say.
Remembering sitting on the bay, 
even when the big clouds were gray.
I know you could not...

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I went for my early morning run,
just me and my young son.
It was to be a lot of fun,
then home for a hot cross bun.
We...

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I enjoy women but in a Fatherly Heaven way
 I Adorn their nurturing they're caring so I say 
I Adorn a woman the one whom...

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The preacher's daughter picky Vicky

Went out one night with icky Ricky

Both her parents got mad

But it wasn't that bad

She came home with a sticky hickey



...

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Jack and Jill were brother and sister, whose environs were hilly and green;
And they groomed horses and worked in gardens, oft 'til a moonlight scene.

They...

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baby elephants stay with their mothers their whole lives
they follow them for miles, 
hiding in the maternal shade 
of large, floppy ears,
perfect for listening to...

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Nervous I sat,
waiting to be called.
I wasn’t sure what it was he said,
but it meant a lot to me.
Then I realized,
he was not talking to...

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I am a loser

Why?
Why?

Why are you killing me?
Why?

Emma
Why?

You are rich
I am poor

Leave me alone
Leave me alone

Love your father
Love your father

He has money
He has money

Emma
Emma

Understand your...

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 if i was enough.....    
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One of soft summer evenings is fading and passers go by
Cappuccino in hand and a cig, you relax in delight
Sick and happy you sit, and...

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Come on guys I really need to go.
My inside are about to blow,
This line is way too long,
No time to sing a song.
I am filled...

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"One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life. The word is love." Sophocles, Greek Poet 

How is the tender word love...

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"The Pages"

Missing all those years
like a page you could turn, 
a book you could throw casually aside, 
to be eternally forgotten in electric shady libraries;
at...

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"Resurrection"

When the best Mother cracks
the yolk will always rise again 
brightly shining unpoached in Blue Sky

The only way to the Daughter
is through the Mother
this is...

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