Appreciated Poems - Poems about Appreciated

What would you do? If it wasn't for my Partner and kids, My Mates and family too, I'd be up the creek without a paddle, Literally, What would I do? How would we go about things alone? So many wrong...Read the rest...

Under Appreciated I might as well be paralyzed. Just bury me and die. All the wasted time. Everything was a lie. It’s not even worth the hard work. And all the effort. You left me. You just walked away, no care if I...Read the rest...

Oak tree dryad plays a melodic tune on her flute Dancing like a faerie, although she is a nymph A bright blue sky welcomes her song with a smile She feels appreciated and beloved, as usual...Read the rest...

Author Dana Redricks March 15, 2024 In a world where kindness can feel rare, your deeds stand out with such care. I value all the things you do, gratitude in my heart for you. To have someone so...Read the rest...

Octopus guy was the laughing stock of the west China sea Frankly, I thought his colors beautiful, if anyone had asked me But no one did, because I had become invisible at the age of twenty-three Preteens and...Read the rest...

Being a mum is a full-time job, A role that never ends. A love without measure , Purley it transcends. From sleepless nights to endless days. The work is never done. But the joy you feel being...Read the rest...

Octopus guy was the laughing stock of the west China sea Frankly, I thought his colors beautiful, if anyone had asked me But no one did, because I had become invisible at the age of twenty-three Preteens and...Read the rest...

Do you know what it’s like To have your freedom back at last, To be able to choose new colours Once pinned out of reach to the mast, To find tho’ you’ve lost your employment, You can still retain all...Read the rest...

My latest President also appreciated Americans he may never meet or hear or smell Not to mention out to get ever better tasted, with or without informed consent, not so vulnerably seen or transparently felt with copassioned trauma-free intent, yet not actually met, just yet And I am confused that any...Read the rest...

When I was a child I spoke as a Child! As a StoryTeller things changed, and I still speak as a child A powerful child for love is a choke of words...Read the rest...

We dump waste To recycle, remade or reuse But we hide our feelings deep in the heart Never mean for recycling Happiness to be appreciated, to be remembered And sadness to be discarded Or to be transformed into an experience...Read the rest...

We use to be so close what happened to that I thought we were even making progress Started talking about emotions to imagine that I tried so hard to be something I'm not I wanted you to...Read the rest...

Igor was summoned to the battle by General Chang Why him? Why a sorcerer? A captain questioned. He knows things we cannot pretend to know was the answer. No one else questioned Chang; it was dangerous. You must stay...Read the rest...

I never appreciate my good health until I get a disease, illness or infection, Then I pray and wish and hope to get her back. She flits away, laughing, for she knows I never appreciate her when she...Read the rest...

Birds tweeting clouds in the sky People walking passing each other by Conversations flowing in all directions Some describing others affections Leaves rustling within the trees Nests forming full off bees Trying not to display our fear Creeping past slowly not letting...Read the rest...