Sixteen Poems - Poems about Sixteen

...Before All Men Were Poor The Sixteen Women..... Why do he think he'll be able to marry her? All we need to do is introduce her to someone who'll do exact ally what she wants. She wants someone......Read the rest...

...I had read about reincarnation and past lives and there was a suggestion. To ask a young child “who were you before you were GABBY.” On Saturday September 15th 2012 I asked my grandson Jack Turne......Read the rest...

...Walking through the door of my childhood home brought back tsunami of wisdom overture. Tastes and colours in décor change with culture; varied pallet of history in lands roam’. My children had ......Read the rest...

...Here is my thought on numerical evolution of Etheree poem form: One, Two, three Four, five, six Seven, eight, nine Ten, eleven, twelve Thirteen, forteen, fifteen Sixteen, seventeen, eightee......Read the rest...

...I fix the best chili I can But my family has to doctor it up One of my daughter adds cinnamon Something she learned When grandma accidentally used it Instead of chili powder My son has to dum......Read the rest...

...Dear Margot We have never met sixteen going on seventeen every child should have dreams yours stolen at nineteen I wish I knew, truly is it evil or hate? to steal the life of a child never ......Read the rest...

...fresh faced like a sixteen-year-old debutante Audrey Hepburn, brought My Fair Lady to life I wanted her to marry Freddy only disappointment of her work not her fault stupid writers......Read the rest...

...'Here-comes-The-She--riff'/'And-his-second-trusted-Deputy' 'They-chea-ted-and-were-shot-de--ead'/'By-the-new-Ma-yo--or'/ 'Bob-Mar-ley' 'If-their-left-foot-takes-an-in--nch'/'And-their-right-foot-......Read the rest...

...i see the way you look at him, holding his hand, kissing him, and i see you’ve been cursed. cursed to love a man you never truly loved, cursed to lose the girl who gave you butterflies. if y......Read the rest...

...Trauma Trauma. My lifemate. The hell of fate Trauma. I got it from the English psychology Trauma. I live with that, burden and pain Trauma. I live with that, my mind is damaged Trauma. Pain,......Read the rest...

...She turns sixteen one cold December clime He strings dissembling lover’s thorns so girthed The sprouts of pristine virtue split by crime The core is sore, this shriveled Rose is birthed Thoug......Read the rest...

...This is not for any contest especially since I like better versions than the one sung by Glenn Hughes which is not much to my liking. Furthermore, this is more in the region of commenting on the son......Read the rest...

...Dottie had been looking past the relatives for sixteen days Staring out the window, at the pasture, seeing angels They motioned for her to come, but she was never alone. Her daughter did not under......Read the rest...

...Can you hear me, can you hear me Mama I’d say when I was four I “played” my toy piano And she’d say, play some more! Can you hear me, can you hear ......Read the rest...

...There once was a field, with a tree On which all of the dogs liked to pee, And whilst one was urinating, The other sixteen were waiting, In a queue- oh so orderly!......Read the rest...