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Details | Free verse |
                To be called ..
            ~   Grandma is a Honor ~

        I have been blessed with 4  Grandchildren

       ~ one lays in Heaven " Kaleb "  He is God's Angel ~
   ~ His twin brother he will always watch over , and be in his soul~

     For he loved his Brother so much in the womb ,
       he chose Heaven which gave life to his twin
      ~ I feel his spirit when I see the other Grandson ~
 
              Time passed another gift to see
               we are " Mickes" and Loved 
            Our Dad held the title in Baseball 
                   ~  that's how we roll ~
           those children are Grandmas hero's 

       The Irish they love big and Family is everything 
        The brothers will protect the beautiful sister 
              ~ as many lads will be calling ~

        Every time my Grandson hits a home run
     There will be a Angel watching proudly in the stand 

       It will be as if the Angel lifted him when he runs 
           ~no one runs faster then my Grandson~
     either baseball or Art  ~ you shall find your gift given

                These children have been blessed~
                 ~  a beauty to hard to describe 
        If you think not ~~  Take a look at the Mom  
                     That girl can stop Traffic   
                    after raising three and still~ 

          "Inspired by the gift and loss of Grandchildren "

     May our precious " Kaleb " softly rest where Angels only Dwell

Copyright © Shanity Rain | Year Posted 2013




Details | Light Poetry |
Oh The Shame.

And so the curtain falls on another shambolic showing,
Then the inevitability of yet another manager going.
You build up a nations hopes and dreams,
Then leave us all with nightmares and screams.
When your country really needs a lift,
All you show on the pitch is a great big rift.
It's a game to be played by you all as a whole,
Now somebody needs to show you the goal.
The rules are quite simple, you should all play with pride
But instead you just run about and hide.

Ashamed England Football Fan

A. Woods

Copyright © Anthony Woods | Year Posted 2016

Details | Rhyme |
Our New Home

There is a rainbow over the stadium,
Team colours, Claret and Amber Gold.
A place that holds so many memories,
and the stories, that have been told.

As a lad, watched all the greats here,
Those boys wore their shirt with pride.
I loved to be close to my heroes,
Shout encouragement down at pitch side.

Feeling sad as I sit in the South stand,
The ground is left derelict and forlorn.
The sound of the crowd has long gone,
No more heroes or greats will be born.

Closing my eyes I’d remember,
Those magical days in the cup.
The sweat and the tears and the joy,
of the year that we almost went up.

Our new home is out of town,
Purpose built, pristine and vain.
A place that lacks the emotion,
Executives drinking champagne.

Times change, I must accept this,
The rich men have stolen my dream.
My Claret and Amber days are over,
as I finally say goodbye to my team.

Copyright © Kevin Shaw | Year Posted 2017




Details | Rhyme |
The original Browns are not in Cleveland anymore. They are now known as the Ravens, and they play in Baltimore. A new Browns team built from scratch has taken their place. However, the way they have played has been a big disgrace. Cleveland fans have endured some big-time stormy weather, since the new Browns can't get their act together. The Cavaliers and Indians have been playing quite well. The Browns style of play has really looked like hell. Folks in Cleveland want to see the season over and done. Not one single game has the sorry Browns won. Well, the same old phrase is what we have to hear: Perhaps the Browns will be better next year.

Copyright © Robert Pettit | Year Posted 2017