Heaven Childhood Poems

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Details | Free verse |
The sweetest sounds of burning trees
A gentle stroking in the breeze
The calm has lasted past the storm
Cloudy visions, Satan’s roar
Too many sights have passed my way
A time found only in the haze
The softest screams are running bare
My aching bones creak as I stare

You walk a distance towards me
The fall’s eternal, can’t you see?
I’m a memory in your heart
I whisper to you in the dark

The battle’s started at the end
No one is coming to repent
The sinners grab their wine from prey
No judgment calling here to stay
The sport is reckless to be told
The one is laughing at his souls
It falters nowhere to be sure
The power grows forevermore
Like a spirit in the wind
I have no say in where you’ve been 
But cross the line to come to me
And pay the price for ecstasy

You walk a distance towards me
The fall’s eternal, can’t you see?
I’m a memory in your heart
I whisper to you in the dark. 

Copyright © John Paluszek | Year Posted 2013

Details | Narrative |
He loved you too, you know
Loved you like his very own
In away you were
You came into his life as my friend
Through the years you grew to be my brother in arms 
Along the way you became the son he never had

He loved you as a friend
He loved you even more as a son
A son he never had
When things began to spiral out of control
You stayed when so many others ran away
You helped when I couldn’t

You meant a great deal to him
You never looked at him differently 
Nor did you treat him differently
You stood by his side
When he fell, you stood by his side and mine
You were willing to help me fight his battle for him 
You were there from the beginning 
You were there until the bitter end
Always remember my friend, my brother
He loved you more than you’ll ever know

Dedicated to close Family friend. He loved my Daddy just as much as I did/do.

Copyright © Sabrina Niday Hansel | Year Posted 2013

Details | Rhyme |
My best friend
Is your best friend too!
He died for me;
He died for you!

Copyright © Kevin C. Martin | Year Posted 2013

Details | Quatrain |
My heart is on Your shoulders,
And You are lifting me up.
With every spoken tender gesture,
I fall a little farther in love.

Copyright © Kevin C. Martin | Year Posted 2013

Details | Epigram |
                       The poem is dedicated to my Mom..My bestest buddy ever..
                                         wrote by Mrs.Madhavi.Suyog.Pagare

 Mom - You are my harmonious World!!!! 

      MOM you are a beautiful angel who always had an great heart of making my problems simpler..just cant compare you with anyone in this world..You have been moonlighting in my life since many years..you are my shadow,you are my strength,you are great friend of my mine..thanks for being the bestest mom ever in my life..you struggled so hard for curving my career,u painted ma life with colourful rainbows,thanks for ur patience when I get panicked,you knw how to handle me..My life will be incomplete without you..I can't spend a single day without having thought abt you..you always shower with an unconditional love..you are the  mesmerised persona..who lime lighted my life..my world..Wish you a very happy birthday and happy mother's day too..Love you mummy..

wrote by:
Mrs.Madhavi Suyog Pagare

Copyright © Madhavi Sarjare pagare | Year Posted 2013

Details | Free verse |
Singing around in love;
Smiles built from the ground.
Holding hands in the dance;
Laughing with brothers and sisters,
All in His Glorious Name.
Throughout His perfectly sculpted land:
Look around because this is it;
Look around because this is love;
Look around and know, understand, comprehend,
Rejoice because you are perfect;
You are God's beautiful children!

Copyright © Kevin C. Martin | Year Posted 2013

Details | Narrative |
I can't imagine being alive without you
I can't imagine what it will be like when your gone
I don't know what I'll become without you
Maybe I'll just run
Run away from everything and leave everyone behind
Maybe I'll find a way to be close to you
Because I won't believe you died 
My heart will ache so much more 
Tears will always run
My eyes will hold the wisdom 
That you bestowed upon me young
And my recklessness will be noticeable
People will wonder why
Why am I running when the person I needed most died
How can I face my life when I can't do anything right
I won't believe you have gone away
When God decides to take you
I'll still come by your house and always expect an answer
I Love You Gamma
You Taught Me About My Heritage  
Please Remember Me When God Takes You
Please Guide Me In the Right Way

Copyright © Riah Clark | Year Posted 2013

Details | Lyric |
I've seen more than my share of death 
I’ve cheated death also
I thought I'd seen it all 
But I was wrong 

I learned from one of the best 
To control and hide my emotions 
That's one of the things I'm good at
But not tonight 

The first person I laid eyes on that night
When I went though those doors was Josh 
It broke my heart even more 
I knew right then it wasn't a dream 
Oh how I wish it was 

I latched hold of him
Not wanting to let him go 
Afraid I'd lose him too 
Even though we're not blood 
Your still my little brother 

How do I say goodbye
I can't I won't 
So I'm saying see you later for now
I will see you again one day

Even if I don't make it into the gates of Heaven 
I will see you when I stand in judgment 
You'll always hold a special place in my heart 
Love you always

Dedicated to the sudden loss of a close Family friend 
Jeremy Maggard  11/19/82 ~ 11/06/09

Copyright © Sabrina Niday Hansel | Year Posted 2013

Details | Concrete |
A poem wrote by me, based on Person who is a deserving icon but still struggling hard with his career life and addressed as disturbed creature.

DISTURBED CREATURE--> Am I ??       BY Mrs.Madhavi Suyog Pagare

Am I so insane, Am I so mad,
Dramatic mood of mine is so die hard.
Destroyed my peace, Shattering my dreams,
People call me as disturbed creature.
As like mounting the pain, attenuating the drain!!

Digesting my feelings lying inside me,
Strangely nobody cared, call me sick.
Teasing me lavishly and my heart is pricked,
Hurted me like hell when addressed me as stupid.
As like showering rain, missing on the lane!!

Time lapse in journey of life,
Can hamper anybody on its path.
When I see innate reflex of mine,
I always use to brightly shine.
Though possessing every job attributes of mine,
I never thought the authorities will ditch and hamper my career line.
Falsely acting bloody swine, making my image as fade as wine.
As like affecting harmonious divine, my soul was, as is transparently pristine!!

Destroying me and testing my patience, Never wanna give up.
Transformed deviations, wanna rightly screw up.
I wanna raise up, I wanna shake up.
I wanna wake up, Tranquilize my mind.
Unzip the professional life compressed by the culprits.
Wanna explore myself, driving the motivated heights of journey.
Lastly waiting for the optimistic opportunity.
Cuffing the suspect ,I wanna rejoice by my pattern of life!! 

with Suyog Pagare

Copyright © Madhavi Sarjare pagare | Year Posted 2013

Details | Free verse |
There's something unspecific about the autumn nights
A certain shade of color that uplifts my inner child's eyes
Beside a cashmere moon Venus and Jupiter shine bright
Complimented by a sea of blinking infinite twilight
The scent of burning oak lingers in the air from home made fires
Reminiscent of a time when this man was just a child
Careless and so free to dream and any dream to live
Like feathers floating across a field carried by the wind
As a gentle breeze blows through the leaves shivering delightful gloom
Unlike flowers of springtime the disheveled autumn vibrance bloom
Leaves crackle beneath my feet along the skeleton tree path
Where I try to find my peace or a song to make me laugh
The air is so much crisper and also soothing when I breathe it in
Underneath a starry sky and brighter constellations of Heaven
Amidst the trail I pass a lovely couple holding hands
While their children run aside frolicking in a playful dance
An old man and his wife admire the view from a wooden bench 
With smiles on their face as if nostalgia is still their closest friend
Its these specific autumn affects that bring me sorrows and joy
Reminding me of all theses things Ive wanted as a man since I was a little boy 
Its times like these that I wish I wasn't always so alone
Because I would light an fire with my family and call it home

Copyright © Jesse James Forster | Year Posted 2013

Details | Rhyme |
When you're hurt inside,
And there's no where to hide,
And there's no one on your side,
And it's killing your pride,
Never take hate outside,

When your heart is chocking,
The heavy words never spoken,
The things that hurt you inside,
When love has died,
Never take hate outside,

When your heart is gone,
From being alone,
And it beats a solemn tone,

When you're cold inside,
It's only a short ride,
Never take hate outside

Copyright © Anthony Scandrick II | Year Posted 2013

Details | Verse |

Theres many places in this world 
But none are like my own,
between Perce hills and Gaspe town
This place is called my home

The beautiful Belle-Anse
Where my home still sits,
across the ocean is Perce Rock
A magnificent sight it is

We cant forget Bonaventure Island
gannets gannets gannets GALORE, 
many tourist love to take the hike
you'll see birds, seals, whales and more

Theres also the great Indian head
Five minutes down the road,
In St.Georges de la Malbaie
its a beautiful sight i know

Another great spot i love
the one and only Chicoine Lane,
this place holds many memories
and has our family name

We also have Emerald lake
and too many beaches to count,
bonfires are something we love to do
when family and friends come around

Another is Park Forillon
lots of animals and trees,
with many trails to walk
its an amazing scenery

With our beautiful mountains
and our natures lovely sights,
the moonlight on the ocean
just makes a perfect night

Belle-Anse beach is my childhood
berry picking we love to do,
and fishing at Malbaie wharf
we do this often too

Our beautiful sunrises
as well as the sunsets,
its an amazing sight to see
it truly is the best

So remember when your passing through
Theres many pictures you can take,
The Gaspe coast has lots to show
And its an album worth to make

All these spots have meanings
from Perce hills pass Gaspe town,
but the special place in between
is called Belle-Anse, my home

written by Jennifer Chicoine 
age: 30 yrs old 
on Jan 27th at 7pm til 12pm

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

Details | Verse |
 childhood, creation, feelings, growing up, heaven, imagery, word play,

Awakening Teary-eyed Emotions  ©                        	

Collect upon the stillness
Count down the seconds
Clouds have overshadowed
Calling tears to flow
Channeling down overboard
Conforming eyelids like levies given way.

Cradled tongues wait at mouths door
Challenged upon and brought to bear
Casting seasons’ awakenings
Claiming the everlasting senses
Climaxes set to mind, tell us more?

Companionship spent and lost and made
Crammed and stored in the annals of yesteryear
Crumpled and ironed for second thoughts 'thrice'
Camped together with ‘no rhymes nor reasons’
Chained and then unlocked to the here and now.

Chapters of school’s hard knocks mount
Carries home memories of no mercies given
Cruelty handed out without ‘thought or rhyme’
Critically learnt when it was your turn in time
Compassion for the unjust is sorely brought!

Cry the babbling brook booked for ‘trials and tribulations’
Carried forth and slowly savored 'thrice' times more
Channels of tears in troughs carve canals downstream
Catch that tear on the tip of an out-stretched tongue
Collection feeds at mouth’s opened doors!

Coupled pages with splashed  tear-stains
Corners dog-eared against lost at sea
Crowning and cresting for one another’s birth
Creation is all but one tear withheld 
Crimped thoughts are cause for flood alert!

Cleansing from tear-streaked faces upturned
Catching like snowflakes upon tongues burned
Concrete hurts when taken to ground
Correlating harsh licks where feet do tread
Chapters are ticked to this noted fact!

Childhood skips but a beat
Children plying their ropes
Cranking out all their hopes
Counting each skipped rotations
Crossing fingers for one more turn!"
Chanting and skipping to “SKIP TO MY LOU”! 
Caroling so distinctly to skip/hop once again
Calling next one for rote to take their turn 
Counting out so intently for each jump made
Charmed verses so telepathically. 
“C” is for creation 
“C” is for calling 
“C” is for coming 
“C” is for collecting                                
“C” is for climaxing 
“C” is for cradling 
“C” is for care-giving 
“C” is for countdown
“C” is for challenges
“C” is for courage
“C” is for communicating
“C” is for crying
“C” is for curing of the body and soul
“C” is for chartered awakenings 
 “C” is for camphor fumes in the heavens glory
 “C” is for comfort always a “tear in disguise”! 


Copyright © Diane M Quinlan | Year Posted 2015

Details | Free verse |
I was waiting for you
With an open arms
Your arrivals was such a happiness
That I was longing for
You left this world
Before you even seen it
This was the deepest sorrow
I ever had
It really tear me apart
I had so many dreams for you
That just gone with the wind
Without achieving anything
The bible says...
...never ask the Lord why
But, everything that happens
Happen for a reason
I never get the chance 
To tell you that I Love you
Neither to hold in my arms
I never had the chance
To prove to you 
That I am your protector
Your role model
A shoulder for you to cry on
Someone that you can rely on
I was so happy to receive 
A new born in our family
But the day that I welcome you
Was that same day that I say...
...goodbye, farewell to you forever
You now belong to heaven
May your soul rest in peace
You will always be love and missed sadly
May the Good Lord
Bless and keep you always

I wrote this poem for my little sister who died during birth.

Copyright © Shirley Madeleine | Year Posted 2009

Details | I do not know? |

The Canvas of Night

Stars like sprinkled sugar,
lay strewn across the canvas of night,

enthralled by the wonder of the cosmos,
my dreams take to the heavens in effervescent flight,

I bathe in the beauty, soaked in sublime delight,
absorbed in moments of bliss, transfixed by the serene sight.

Stars like sprinkled sugar,
lay strewn across the canvas of night,

and my being is infused with feelings of hope,

for even in darkness  I find the sprinkled sugar of hope's light.

note: special thanks to one of my heroes, the late Dr. Carl Sagan, for making science accessible to younger me, many, many moons ago.

Copyright © Scribbler Of Verses | Year Posted 2013

Details | Imagism |
They ride the good dragon-cloud towards warm light
While wistful wind was a wrongdoer on the hollow hill
Wrapped woven from the wounds and wrath`s night, 
The wood will wear white woolly witness of the windmill.

Hoarfrost hitch-hikes and hoists with hoarse hood,
Drumming beat of hobble of the army`s fatal feet,
Far away from the glow-worms of their childhood;
Friends fumble the glassware where they might meet.

Falteringly frogs of fancy jump towards the lake’s glass; 
Orphan souls sit on the steps of hope in winter`s time
They scrutinize the frozen sky of hope to find the rhyme 
Of the verse from the other side they want to happily pass.

Copyright © Ovidiu Bocsa | Year Posted 2012

Details | Carpe Diem |
I believe Earth is much better than Heaven.
I’ve done it, it’s over, look there, I said it.
But before you get angry with me, or uptight,
read now this poem, and I’ll explain why.

If Heaven is what I’ve perceived it to be,
it means that all that we want we receive.
That our wildest tastes and most passionate dreams,
come true in a flash, any time that we please.

Now that sounds quite good, and I’ll admit that,
it would be a delight to wish for, and get back.
-All the things we could never attain on the Earth,
but before you get built up, consider this first;

How fun would it be, how great, how fulfilled,
would you feel if you could control lust at will?
If you could command all desires at once,
where would accomplishment have to come from?

What sense of content, complete satisfaction 
could you gain from a wave of your hand and it’s done?
How could a Soul recognize it’s fulfilled,
when a goal is completed and no sweat is spilled?

And the Heart is made silent, there’s no sense in beating,
there’s no work, no need, it’s basically cheating!
I know that you know exactly what I’ve worded,
-that a prize is made sweeter when effort’s exerted.

And that’s why the Earth is much better than Heaven.
I’ve done it, it’s over, look there, I said it.
But before you get angry with me, or uptight,
remember, it’s hard and it’s tricky sometimes,
-it’s unfair and it's prone to give you downsides,
-it may test you or push you or block out the light,
-but the Earth is the greatest gift in my eyes,
and we all have it for life!

Copyright © David Dowling | Year Posted 2009

Details | Rhyme |
I did not promise you thick and thin
Just look at the shape your in

I’ve got road to be
Farther down

There a circus passing thru
That needs another clown

Aren’t you the one?
Cool tattoo, Bucket of rum

No restrictions on my addictions
Starting at seven and hitchhiking to heaven  . . .

Copyright © Stephen Barry | Year Posted 2015

Details | I do not know? |
I never really told you how much I love you In fact, I waited way too long Time was an enemy; you were up there in years And naturally, you had to move on When I was a child, I thought you a monster I often times wished you away When voices got loud and that darkness set in In that moment, I’d cry and I’d pray I prayed you to Hell; didn’t know better Hoped God was listening that day But, I had grown up and witnessed your change Which prompted me too late to say I pray you’re in Heaven Instead of in Hell God loves you as He loves me, too I was a young child So scared of you, then If you hear me, please know this as true Hell is the place Where I would remain If angels had you under wing I’d suffer the fires Being happy there, too To know that God let you in I’m sorry I waited and now with regrets I hope you can hear me this day May you be looking and down from the clouds From up there in Heaven, I pray Your sin was your struggle, the bottle had won And I, I just couldn’t see That despite all the yelling and fear that I had You were still the best mother to me I pray you’re in Heaven Instead of in Hell God loves you as He loves me, too I was a young child So scared of you, then If you hear me, please know I love you

Copyright © Michael Degenhardt | Year Posted 2011

Details | Haiku |
                           Heaven of Childhood                

            I was seven when
            I chanced to glance my heaven,
                a peaceful haven.
                                                                Small town Deoghar
                                                              in India, sate Bihar,
                                                                short stay however.
            Amazing errand.
            I discovered my dreamland,
             solitary strand.
                                                               Restless flowing brook.
                                                         On stream pebbles and stones shook,
                                                               cheerful to look.
          Somewhere wide or thin
                  or deep or shallow, yet clean.
                       Nature was pristine.
                                                                     Surrounded by hill,
                                                          forest to arouse my thrill,
                                                                   Great Nature to feel.
        Sank in fine flora,
         whelmed in nice wild aroma,
                  prim panorama.
                                                       Collected descent
                                                smooth shiny stones transparent
                                                  gems-like apparent.
      When seven by age
          first closeness with foliage,
     river, mountain range.
                                                    My zealous venture
                                                 to blend myself in Nature.
                                                   Peerless picture.    

       Series of Rhyming Haiku with mono rhyming stanzas
       My Kind of Town Contest by Janis Thompson                                                         

Copyright © Anisha Dutta | Year Posted 2016

Details | Free verse |
The doors are shut and the
curtains and blinds pulled.
Inside the child stands tall.
She's fighting a war on her 
own home front she's so small.
A battle which she can't win.

Her name is that of  choice any
name she answers too.
Dumb, stupid and bad girl are 
the ones they scream at her.
She sits sad, hurt and confused.

She dare not tell a soul but she 
kneels and prayers Dear God can
I come live in Heaven with you?
There I know I am loved everyday
by you, no more pain or beatings.

Once in awhile you will find her
hidden way back in the closet,
with tears streaming down her head.
No one sees them because she hides
them well behind the mask of smiles.

Her cloths are old, dirty and they stink.
Kids, at school torment and bully her.
They laugh and tell her she's nothing
but trash, she stands numb.
She closes her eyes and prayers I want 
to come to heaven.

Days, weeks and months pass them by.
Not one person asks or notices that she
is no longer around.
You see she decided to go on home to
Written By: Rhonda Hero

Copyright © Author Rhonda Kay Hero | Year Posted 2012

Details | Rhyme |
If this is how it's supposed to be,
Then, baby, I can't wait!
If this is just a taste,
Maturing will be great!

Copyright © Kevin C. Martin | Year Posted 2013

Details | Lyric |
As she went walking down the lane
The flowers seemed to bloom and rise
And as she walked she murmured Jane
The little sister gone for days

The trees grew tall the grass grew thick
But none of Jane did they find quick
She’s lost forever some did cry
She’s gone to heaven to the sky

I soon will find her she replied
And every day she looked and cried
Though time went by with out a trace
She did not find the little face

The trees grew tall the grass grew thick
But none of Jane did they find quick
She’s lost forever some did cry
She’s gone to heaven to the sky

Week then month then year went by
She walked the lane ever high
Rain nor snow nor sleet did stop
The now grown women from her walk

Copyright © Claire Anderson | Year Posted 2012

Details | Sonnet |
Oh my, little missy, what a fortress you created
Topless blonde toddler on the sand feels emancipated
The smile that brightens her sweet face can’t be understated
The beach ball beside her lays on the soft beach inflated

Take my hand, oh little one, and please do not be afraid
Come out from your sandy fortress and in the water wade
Why, look, the tiny hermit crabs are marching in parade
And down the beach two older boys are selling lemonade

Innocent one, I pray that life holds happiness for you
The world sometimes seems very harsh, but I will see you through
How blessed I am to share your joy, but we’ll share sorrow too
And one day when you marry, I’ll cheerfully bid adieu

Childhood years spin by so fast, I savor every moment
Because I have no doubt the bliss you bring is heaven sent

Copyright © Carolyn Devonshire | Year Posted 2012

Details | Imagism |
I want to hear your voice
But my savior is the dial tone.
I pick it up this time hopeful 
But still no one on the phone.
I really need to talk to you.
I really wish you'd call.
I stand on this cliff not wanting to jump 
But hoping to fall.
I just don't understand.
I know God can see.
I find myself praying every night ,
"Lord, please just let him call me" 
My mom still insists I need to start moving on .
It breaks her heart to tell me the truth,
"You need to accept that he's gone".
I just can't though,
I never got to say good bye.
I just need to get a hold of heaven,
I have to at least try.
I have to figure it out 
and then I'll be just fine. 
"Lord please just listen to me....
Heaven desperately needs a phone line."

Copyright © Kelsey Kopec | Year Posted 2006

Details | Pastoral |
his compassion and love is so real to me, no one else can compare,
when life just doesn't seem going right, and i feel left in utter despair,
i've lost so much already, i couldn't  bear to lose much more,
i've cried out to him in my distress from old pains i can't endure,
he promises me i will understand once i get to heaven's gates,
that everything was meant to be, there are no real mistakes.
he knew which ways i'de turn, and what was meant to be,
he knew my heart would break a dozen times over, and his love i'de eventually 
throughout  this life i know one thing, that he is very real,
his love remains so deep inside of me that  no one could ever steal,
he started back in my childhood, and has led me up to now,
i never understood how deep i'de fall in love with him, and i never knew quite how,
i've felt his presence next to me, and has heard his inner voice along the way,
i cannot express that growth from then to now, it just grew bigger from day to day,
everynight i'de pour my heart out with all my concerns, mistakes, and flaws,
i tried so hard not to follow my own way, and abide in all of his laws,
i knew he put the laws there to protect me through life, so trouble wouldn't come 
my way,
growing up my family tried pushing me to perfection in fear that i would mess up 
and then stray,
they were right and i knew this, but i chose to leave, feeling so imperfect in the 
lord's sight,
i've messed up too much, loosing acceptance to family and god, so i was going 
to give up the fight, 
i used to tell god, "my families too perfect, i never hear them admit to their 
mistakes, they can't go through life without making bad choices, or sinning so 
they must be fakes,
i don't meet their qualifications, i am not them, and they are not me,
im truthful, i'll admit to anything i did wrong, because that's not the person i want 
to be,
.as i grew older, i didn't care so indepth about what other people thought of  me, i 
got more comfortable in my own skin,
for the remorse i felt in mistakes that i've made, only u can judge my sins,
i will never pretend to be someone im not, and will always lend an ear to the 
lowly of heart,
ive been in their shoes, you've saved me through your love, and from that  we will 
never part,
i belong to you, and put my heart in your hands, for all of the world to see, 
when life gets mischeveled, i fall back into your arms, for your love has set me 

Copyright © cortney bartholomew | Year Posted 2007

Details | Couplet |
The joys of flesh, a smile to wreath the maid of morn
an inner world to project out, of holy chi we’re formed.

No need to cling like over ripe fruit to a heaven far above,
We we’re made of silver stardust and we were made from love.

Look not to moon or sun to see, look deep to questing heart,
hug the night with outstretched arms, the dark’s another part.

Gifted are we with all we need, this is no metaphor,
we have a heaven here on earth, yet still we ask for more.

Be not the spoiled and soiled child tired of his toys
mature, grow up, grow inward, see all your heavenly joys!

Copyright © Debbie Guzzi | Year Posted 2010

Details | Rhyme |
I know You live way up in the sky
and You're someone I can never see.
If You live so very far away...
Are You able to take care of me?
And do You know I like to play make believe,
and I'm not always who I pretend to be?

Do You really know everything?
And can You see inside my head?
Do You know what games I like to play
and that my favorite color is red?
And I hope I can trust in You
to slay the monster underneath my bed.

Can I count on You
to go to school with me each day?
And if I have a hard test to take,
will you help me to get an "A"?
And at the end of my school day,
will You make sure I have time to play?

Will You be there when I wake up each morning?
And will You go to bed with me each night?
I think You know I'm still afraid of the dark.
Can I count on You to be my light?
And will You chase away every scary dream
so I don't have to wake up in a fright?

I really try so hard to be good.
So please don't punish me if I'm bad.
And though most of the time I'm happy,
will You promise to comfort me when I'm sad?
Dear Heavenly Daddy, I find You so easy to love
cause You're alot like my mom and dad.

Copyright © Lanette Kissel | Year Posted 2015

Details | Enclosed Rhyme |
Some people would call it immature
But I do not care what they say.
In my room I have a shelf full of dolls
In which I play with all day.
These dolls are antiques too precious to touch
Some collectors would say. But I don’t care, 
Not too much
Because these dolls take me away.
Whenever I am sad, I go to the shelf
I pick up a doll
I look at myself.
I take a picture
Put her down
Brush her hair
Fix up her gown.
When I think I am done
Having fun
I put her away and what can I say?
Some people would call it immature
But I do not care what they say.
Did I mention I have a shelf full of dolls?
In which I play with all day?

Copyright © Shanda Braxton | Year Posted 2015

Details | Rhyme |
Taken away too early it seems
Little hands, little feet, now you have little wings
Smiles bright that lit this place
Are now above with a Saving Grace
For the little angels our hearts will weep 
But by heavens safelty he will keep
There they'll play with gold sand castles and swings
Gay and happy, in their own little wings

Copyright © Sarah Sublett | Year Posted 2012