Admire Poems - Poems about Admire

...Roses Roses Roses In all her glory, dawn has burst forth, With a slight glow of early morning brightness I sit in the bower, listening to birds in concert And admire wonderful, Ro......Read More

...Born in Mambo Thiari, the street of my homeland Kenya. With wildlife attractions that you can witness Of the results from the earth's splitting force Obama’s father is from the same soil. Close e......Read More

...Damian searched for Molly. He found her at 10:30 in the morning In the biggest bathroom Bathing Godfrey and Barrington. Matthias and Shadir were still Sleeping. The other 6 kids were In sc......Read More

...Soft music recalls Pretty flowers and sharp thorns Along the previous route Lovely petals In different seasons and places Drive to the final day Bend to sniff the ones Look up to ad......Read More

...Beautiful girl, you are a dream, A vision that I long to see, In my heart’s eye, you reign supreme, A sight of pure beauty. I long to be your king, not to rule with might, But to be ruled by y......Read More

... Most precious jewel on display for each one to admire and stay, Hold it tight from the start as child keeps your words in his heart; For once it’s broken or lost, Dignity lies with t......Read More

...Dream state yields deep sleep personifications Upon lying supine - eye shutter lids into the land of Wynken, Blynken, and Nod, where the sandman beckons and bids dead to the webbed wide world, ......Read More

...Our galaxy quest By Michelle Morris 08/06/2020 There's magic inside you; I see it in your eyes - Boundless spark of Knowing galaxies Far away. And for a brief moment, When your glance......Read More

..."All of us are on a journey and the answers are unspoken" Quote by _Constance La France The song I usually sing is one of self-love, What I wish yo......Read More

...One day not so long ago I walked Never alone For the world Is always my home It was a late Spring snow Yet I felt Invisible red roses Offering sweetest perfume To my nose and soul Th......Read More

...The bags under her eyes are very heavy, You call them her luggage Why does she handle so much luggage ? Because she keeps moving foward never forgetting her past Her cry cries out, Sweet mothe......Read More

...The bags under her eyes are very heavy, You call them her luggage Why does she handle so much luggage ? Because she keeps moving foward never forgetting her past Her cry cries out, Sweet mothe......Read More

...The bags under her eyes are very heavy, You call them her luggage Why does she handle so much luggage ? Because she keeps moving foward never forgetting her past Her cry cries out, Sweet mothe......Read More

...When sun whispers goodnight to crimson skies, ......Read More

... The artist, Spring, has painted many hours On easel earth, creating lovely flowers Strawberry blossoms giggle, ‘look at me’ As each is a masterpiece nominee Look at me? But there’s not enou......Read More