Best Give Way Poems


February Will Give Way

First came the cold,
	a temperature drop so fast and low
	the body could not adapt.

Then came the snow followed by ice and rain
	flooding the yard, creating new ponds,
	as ice still lay in a thick sheet on the surface.

Gradually, the wind and rain passed
	and the sky revealed a glint of blue
	but the clouds  rolled in gray and dark.

It inched out the brief staggered light of the sun
	and once again,
	the world lay chilled and frozen in its wake.

Yet still, somehow in the clearing away
	the wind blown leaf debris
	revealed life pushing forward.

In the confines of the once bloom filled garden
	were tattered iris fronds bent low
	with light green shoots waiting to come forth.

In the protected leaf cover rose
	pointed glimmers of dark green
	barely two inches tinged with white, crocus.

Leaning toward the sunlight, brief as it was
	clinging to the short warmth provided
	with promise of more to come.

Taller still, off to the side, green clumps
	with yellow bases stretching four inches up 
	penetrating frozen, solid ground.

Through the ominous darkness of smoky clouds
	appears an opening edged in puffy white
	and blue sky beaming with the sun.

February will give way,
	allowing winter to take a bow and leave
	as spring anticipates with new life.

Now at last, the cold will pass
	and sunrise and sunset will breathe
	with the promise of hope and life
of a new generation.
	and God’s everlasting love.
© DM Babbit  Create an image from this poem.

Give Way

Could I tell you that your special, and would you believe it with your own eyes

Or can you see it without a mirror, or would you get lost in your soul searching 
leaving you mesmerized

But come what may in what I call you, or what it simply seems to be

For you are very special, and it sometimes may take a life time to see

Am I saying it because of the things you do or say

Or am I just saying these words to make you feel that way

So you can give into your expectations each passing day

No your special alright, that's what I know and see

And no matter what other's may think and say

For my dear give way for they can never truly see what it is I see and why your so 
very special to me

LDN

Premium Member Dark-ness must give way '

There can be no harvest, when darkness
Is prevelent..Waking to to light smarts the
Eyes of humanity..Yet the sun is essential
For all on earth that must flourish.' 
It raises up the fallen rain.' 
And ushers us onto; julys grain .'
All Glory to God, above all.)


Give Way To the True Message

G-ive way to the true message, 
R-eturn to the right path; 
I-f one obeys not the Lord, 
T-hen he shall feel His wrath.
Z-ealously seek the truth, 
E-arnestly listen to His voice; 
L-earn to think things over, making only the best choice.

G-ive way to the true message, 
A-llow it to open one's mind; 
S-ooth is seen in the eyes, 
T-ruth sets one free from being blind.
I-mprint wisdom into the heart, 
L-et it make the faith grow; 
O-nly God knows how to keep one far from sorrow.

A-s long as the sun is up, 
R-emain to be steadfast; 
A-lthough the dark will come, 
N-ighttime will never last.
D-ay four in May month
I-s slowly turning the page, 
A-lmighty God is calling, give way to the true message.

Premium Member OUR DREAMS GIVE WAY TO THEIRS

When our children (and grandchildren) were born 
when their lives were brand new and undefined
our dreams for them were simple…
that they be healthy happy and kind.

As we watched them grow each day…
from a room in our hearts where no one else could see…
we dreamt of the life they might have…of the people they might be.

We thought we knew what was best for them…
at least that’s what we believed.
until our dreams were replaced 
by the dreams they themselves conceived

And we’re not sure when it happened….
in the course of life’s affairs
the day, the moment the exact time…
our dreams gave way to theirs.

But that day with smiles on our faces…
we let our children and grandchildren know…
we were happy to support them…
wherever they and their dreams may go.

Happy to ride along on their journey…and any dreams they may pursue
Happy to be nearby and to help when needed…to make all their dreams come true.

And as we look back to the dreams we made when they were born
when their lives were brand new and undefined…
we’re happy to see they’ve all grown up
to be happy, healthy and kind.

We never knew what would happen as we made those dreams
when our children and grandchildren were brand new
but many is the day we sit back and smile
all these years later….knowing those dreams came true.
© Jim Yerman  Create an image from this poem.

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