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Mom Basketball Poems

These Mom Basketball poems are examples of Basketball poems about Mom. These are the best examples of Basketball Mom poems written by international poets.


Premium Member Why I Cry
Moonlight ,shining through the window pane
The silence that slowly drives you insane
Wind flowing through the trees
Talking softy to the summer breeze
Sounds out in the night...

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Categories: basketball, bereavement,



Premium Member Endless, Youthful Days
Endless, Youthful days
are never forgotten by anyone, 
neither by us nor time:
they were yours and mine;
can they never be taken away 
from these nostalgic minds
drunken...

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Categories: basketball, beauty, faith, march,

Premium Member My Pet Poems, Woody
My Pet Poems, WOODY

Not long after our heart-stealing beauty
Watson passed, Jim drove me off from
The breeder’s and I sat in the passenger seat
With a cocker,...

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Categories: basketball, dog, forgiveness, peace,

There For Me
Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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Categories: basketball, 12th grade, character, hope,

Basketball
Hey! This one is my melodramatic mom’s!
One thing I have realised: No one else in the world can ever be more loving than one’s mom....

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Categories: basketball, emotions,



Premium Member We Are Going To Be Pro Basketball Players
I guess I will be a pharmacist. Why? 
My uncle is a pharmacist 
What do they do? I am not sure. 
Did you know they...

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Categories: basketball, 10th grade, 11th grade,

The Night
i was the night you had to be there at first so it wouldn’t have a problem if it was wasn’t too bad much but...

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Categories: basketball, abuse, angst, appreciation, art,

Premium Member My Brother Riekers Gone
MY BROTHER RIEKERS GONE
                     ...

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Categories: appreciation, basketball, bereavement, brother,

My Son
My son josh, my first born, my blue eyed boy,
My son josh, where have the years gone?
Only yesterday , I held your soft, smooth face...

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Categories: baby, basketball, best friend,


Book: Shattered Sighs