85 Poems - Poems about 85

I know I’m dying, we all are, that’s life’s game, But mine’s sped up by cancer, it’s not the same. Don’t worry, Liz, everything’s gonna be alright, See, I’ll be here ‘til I’m 85, or until my last goodnight. Set your worry shackles free, believe in what’s to be, A future bright and hopeful, just you and me. We’ll light the sky with vibes, full of love and fluffy things, No cash...

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Damian Stood in the morning sun. The sun felt good on his face. Delilah was still sleeping. He Kissed her face and caressed Her belly until she awoke. Hey my Mrs. Me. Come on babe. We will be leaving today soon Early afternoon. He pulled her From the bed. She stood up. He ran the shower then Headed to Molly to do the Same....

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I have reached the ripe old age of 85, Why am I on Earth, still alive When most of my friends are dead Or laying Ga Ga in aged care beds. Why was this Old Duck, Given the luck, To survive When others died. I am sure I don't know, When God has plans, For me to go. What use has God for me? I have brought...

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Here’s a little Christmas note from me to you, But not just for helping me… it’s what you do. I must be honest, it was your pretty eyes That made me linger… they caught me by surprise. It was also the smile beneath your mask That made me decide that I just had to ask; “Would you like to join me...

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“I'm sorry to have to tell you this, but Erlenkönig passed from our world nearly fifty years ago.” “Fifty years?” He could see the sadness envelope his face as the elf moved between his world and reality. “And Aisling?” “Sadly, she has left us as...

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If ever I had to have a country victim of pedophily-LXXXV (Note : Fresh disclosures from the Catholic Church on the subject made public by protesting Mothers of infants victims of pedophily at the hands of the Clergy and the attendant LAY-WORKERS of the Church – « les laïques » - in France have now increased from 216,000 cases since...

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Down azure and air, particles, dust, some flowers:-, ah!, cultivation hour....

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It's Barangka Mandaluyong That celebrates eighty-fifth year; Each member's faith never goes wrong, As judgment day is very near. Topic: 85th Anniversary of Barangka Mandaluyong, Metro Manila East (March 23,2021)...

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the frozen prairie animals out in the cold getting frost bitten...

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Everything that was expected from me Wilting like the wreaths Perfectly placed near the scene But the flowers are not for me Everything that was expected of you A storyline that I had drafted too soon And I feel guilty for the things I do I'll shut my eyes before we meet at high noon Expectation dies in a shot or two But the...

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the comprehending eye...

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stepping out, courage & boldness to the fore: why is this happening ..today why have I waited ...so...

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Real love goes beyond… Being in love has limits… True love…limitless....

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I asked my husband what was wrong He didn’t answer He just wiped his eyes and drove away He left his wedding ring on the table I strode out into the misty morning the sun fighting the sky for the stage as a steady drizzle began I felt no rain I went to the coffee shop...

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Excited bustle What we were missing returns Unexploded clan Heart’s origins, simple times Uncomplicated soul bonds Cresting apogee Highest point of our proud arcs Yet farthest away From yore’s endless sun-drenched days When life besotted senses Half our lives behind Yet still yearn to reconnect Fertile fundament Simplest sense of our place Roots gulp moisture from first soil Time’s stern visage clear Eternal shared history Now awake within As if only yesterday Not ten...

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