Him Anniversary Poems | Examples
These Him Anniversary poems are examples of Anniversary poems about Him. These are the best examples of Anniversary Him poems written by international poets.
"Across our childhood’s street we trod on carpet lawn and holy sod. We walked along where some had prayed. Where once we played, he now is laid." From my poem "Where Once We Played"
There’s an old, large graveyard in my home town.
We would not go there if chill winds would wail.
In summer though its rows we would walk down.
It’s also where we buried dear, young Dale.
My brother Dale and I would ride bikes where
we'd see tombstones from many years ago.
I never dreamed so soon he'd be put there
one winter day as down from sky fell snow.
We’ve all moved on, and no one is around
where bones of Dale have lain for forty years
since he was placed into that cold, hard ground
and we stood there – our faces wet with tears.
Deep in Greenwood Cemetery, no hole
holds him, for in heaven resides his soul.
Thirty years ago today, millions of people were surprised.
Christopher Reeve fell off a horse and he was paralyzed.
Reeve's accident occurred on May the 27th of 1995.
The accident didn't kill him, he was able to survive.
He survived for nine years and he spent the rest of his life in a wheelchair.
Life was once great for Christopher but his life became so unfair.
When he had his accident, he was paralyzed from the neck down.
When he died, I felt sad because he would no longer be around.
Even though Reeve got hurt, he didn't give up, he went on with his life.
We had to say goodbye to him and we had to say goodbye to his wife.
People were devastated when his life came to an end.
Christopher wasn't just an actor, he was also a friend.
[Dedicated to Christopher Reeve (1952-2004) who died on October 10, 2004]
I had a green parakeet and Sparkle was his name.
When he died thirty-five years ago, it was a shame.
On the last day of April, I found him dead in his cage.
I bought him in 1981 and he died of old age.
My one parakeet outlived three blue parakeets that belonged to my mother.
Sparkle was my one and only parakeet, when he died, I did not buy another.
I owned my parakeet for over nine years and he was a great pet.
He died 35 years ago today and he was a bird who I'll never forget.
(Dedicated to Sparkle who died 35 years ago today on April 30, 1990)
Now he speaks with words so clear,
His aims increase with every year.
He’s growing up with height and grace,
Yet, gives us all the same embrace.
The world is wide, and so he knows,
To send his love wherever he goes.
His kindness, deeper than before,
Is something I can only adore.
Though time has passed, he is the same,
With love that burns a lovely flame.
I watch him now, a man in bloom,
Still shining love in every room.
He’s like a gem that ever glows,
With love inside forever grows.
18/02/2025
I definitely love you
And I most certainly miss you
But I indefinitely ache for you
I imagine the same
It reoccurs until the moon, is new
Or when the sky sings true
I think to myself
Comfort him, over knowing everything
My everything
Falling, Unknowingly, continuous kisses
My everything
You are my only love
Because of you, angels are real
You are the only one
I love how you make me feel
You are in the flowers I grow
Loving you over and over...
How could I ever have known?
That the choice I made that day
Has followed me to a new year
How could I ever have known,
That all I need is you, here?
The Passing
By Franklin Price
01/18/2025
The anniversary today
Is of the passing of my wife
It has been three long years ago
That she was taken from this life
Taken home, to God, in Heaven
Who brought her through the Golden Gate
Christ, His only Son, had saved her
That's why I celebrate this date
Two and fifty years together
Since we had said our wedding vows
Our lives were always blessed by Him
We never asked the whys or hows
She a Catholic, I a Baptist
As Christians, we were far apart
Belief that Christ had died for us
Was always in our life and heart
So when she passed three years ago
I cried then, and morn her still
I missed her then, and miss her now
And I know I always will
She is now in Heaven watching
Her spirit is still here with me
When my time on Earth is over
She will be waiting there to see
For those of you who read this
And either have a man or wife
I hope that you are also blessed
As I have been in my life
Happy Anniversary to me
Forty years ago, we said “I do”
You pledged to me, and I pledged to you
And in a fleeting moment’s span,
our journey through life began.
Our friendship over time has grown
Despite the curved balls, life has thrown.
God has His divine magic spun
Uniting our souls into one.
As we have grown closer to Him,
Our love was kept from growing dim.
His love for us makes ours strong
Even at times when things go wrong.
A better wife I could not find
One so affable and kind.
You have been patient with my faults
When my ego itself exalts.
As we start another year
We can do so without fear.
For the one who pilots our ship
He never falters, nor does he slip.
In this world engrossed in sin
May His light shine from within.
So, a soul forlorn and lost
Will be rescued from life’s frost.
Behold, My King.
He was standing before the throne.
He considered the one who knew of Him;
Why is my servant being stoned?
He had already told them that his kingdom would come.
They even knew it was in their generation;
Why was he not enthroned already?
Here comes another, standing before his servant.
Stephen, Stephen, Stephen!
The first Martyr.
Should he not suffer, just like the first martyr?
He never rested, but gave the message of the kingdom.
Here comes another!
Why was no one found to unseal the seven seals?
Where was my LORD, if not in the Holy of Holies?
Is he not on His throne already?
Behold the Lamb standing before the throne.
Was he not the one holding the scroll?
Alas, the Seven seals are unsealed.
Where is my king, if not on his throne already?
Behold the Lamb in the midst of the throne.
Behold, My King.
A sweet old couple celebrating sixty years.
He held her hand still soft and supple.
Admitting lots of laughter and some tears.
They certainly were a sweet old couple
He held her hand still soft and supple.
She called him handsome. He called her Gem.
Helping them celebrate, their family with them.
Admitting lots of laughter and some tears.
A question was asked if they ever fight.
Only when he takes my pillows at night.
They certainly were a sweet old couple
Love is a recipe you must mix it, and in our day.
If it was broken you didn’t throw it away.
I didn't expect my black Cocker Spaniel to die.
He died 30 years ago today on the 14th of July.
He was born in 1981 and Poochie was his name.
He was killed by a car and it was a damn shame.
Poochie was unfriendly at times and sometimes he would bite.
But he was my dog and when that car killed him, it wasn't right.
It was sad because my dog couldn't live anymore.
He died thirty years ago on July the 14th of 1994.
[Dedicated to Poochie (1981-1994) who died 30 years ago today on July 14, 1994]
Something happened eleven years ago that was sad.
After he battled Leukemia for many months, I lost Dad.
I thought he'd live longer but he died at the age of sixty-five.
He took chemotherapy for over 18 months but he could no longer survive.
When he died, I had to say goodbye.
I lost him in 2013 on the 13th of July.
Dad couldn't beat Leukemia even though he tried.
It was terrible because 11 years ago today, he died.
[Dedicated to Charles F. Johnson (1947-2013) who died 11 years ago on July 13, 2013]
some laypersons deceive only
useless poetry prose.
I own him as my son who knows
rhyme in life he goes
who loves sis and bro and parent.
and before Him bows
who is always caring for those
who live like a rose
Dr Zik
Jhelum Pakistan
July 01, 2024
I like this rhyme written in Zikelite poetic form
It's been so long since I've swayed this peacefully
A message roll talks without voice; tucked safely within
'Cause mesmerizing is the light of your company
The sun reflecting; this body gave patina soulfully
A royal blue vessel my soul contained by scent of gin
It's been so long since I've swayed this peacefully
Traveling by tides 'til this great beauty summons thee
Released in her silken fingerprints across my skin
'Cause mesmerizing is the light of your company
Feeling you, my heartbeats; read these words exquisitely
This feeling could not be replaced; so drop a map pin
It's been so long since I've swayed this peacefully
I've longed to be read aloud, by a voice so gracefully
The message in this bottle is that you make me spin
'Cause mesmerizing is the light of your company
Every trip around the Sun from now to infinity
I would hold your hand at the spot where we did begin
It's been so long since I've swayed this peacefully
'Cause mesmerizing is the light of your company
It was two decades ago today when an actor took his final breath.
When he starred in Doctor Who, he starred in "The Robots of Death".
His name was Russell Hunter and he was born in February of 1925.
Next year would've been his 100th birthday if he had survived.
Hunter starred in nineteen episodes of "The Gaffer" and one episode of "Born and Bred".
People in England were sad twenty years ago today because they learned he was dead.
In 1976, he starred in one episode of "Play From A".
He also starred in "Daddy's Girl" and "Up Pompeii".
Hunter starred in "The Cockleshell Heroes" and one episode of "The Bill".
When it comes to forgetting him, the good people of England never will.
[Dedicated to Russell Hunter (1925-2004) who died twenty years ago today on February 26, 2004]
Your love is like the flowers in the spring,
So elegant and captivating -
Your touch like the sun,
So majestic and warm
With you,
I belong
With you,
I feel tranquility
There’s no one else like you