Adrian Poems - Poems about Adrian

My father in law was a funny guy not given to doing much work With a house full of sons and daughters as well he found it easy to shirk His sons ran the saws in the forest the mule used to skid out the logs His contribution to sharpen the chains And decide when to call in the...

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She's the lyric of my verse She's the tears running down my cheeks She's what I dream of when I close my eyes at night She's the feeling rushing inside of me She's the sun on the horizon She's the one who makes me feel safe She's the voice that puts me to sleep She's the touch that awakens me She's...

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To honor my grandson Adrian Michael Apollo resides secretly even before he breaths life, Determining what this special seed could blossom to be. Receiver on a champion football team, youngest to ascend to the presidency, Individuality immediately seen but his strength adds to an already strong family, Anticipation of his possibilities fly high as he announces life with a loud...

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You have heard of tales 'bout giant white whales And squids with arms longer than oars But there's just no fright, like the site, in the night Of the ship named the Adrian Dorr The tale as it goes, whether true, no one knows When a Mate catches site of that ship She snatches his soul, as she adds to her...

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Here lies the grave of the priest Adrian The wisest and wittiest of all men Stole away from our world at a green age His heavenly heart ripped from the rib cage By the malicious son of his mother Something of a fiend, nothing of a brother Caught dead in a spider's web of forged fate Poisoned by the bread placed upon...

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up on Clement’s we could see everything we could see the stars an elevator door opened and took us to space where the answer was yes so we bought that bouquet wrapped in the news and brought it down to the girls none of them thanked you or even smiled mother always said to count my blessings when I'm blue to count them and I would be happy again before I ran...

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