Best Kenny Poems

How do I say goodbye?
I'm nowhere near ready to let go
How do I come to terms
With the loss of one that I've loved so?

Never did it come to mind
That you'd have to leave so soon
I thought I'd have another chance
To sing old Baez tunes

You weren't...

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(This is a fictional poem)

I loved watching South Park on weekday nights.
But my cousin caused me not to be able to watch it and we got in a fight.
He smashed the TV screen and I had to pick up the glass.
When I got done, I...

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It happened again this afternoon
A lady requested my autograph
Mistaking me for Kenny Rogers
That sure gave me a great big laugh

If only I had Kenny's money
I'd be chuckling all the way to the bank
Right now I'm avoiding all my creditors
My bank account's coming up blank

Perhaps I'll...

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Parade for Christ by Kenny Davis

I open my eyes, excited for today
As I await the parade with Christ leading the way

His children march on with their banners waved high
Their very voices of praise lifted towards the skies

The sounds of glorious trumpets and laughter aloud
As all...

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A Good Night Kiss by Kenny Davis

Oh! How I wish I could
Give her, but one good night kiss
Affection shown from my heart to hers
As she drifts off into a slumbering bliss

I could see laying, but a gentle kiss
Upon her soft, angelic cheek
And whisper to her,...

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Eileen has nicknamed me Kenny
Because of my resemblance to Mr. Rogers
Wish I had his piles of dough though
I'd sure be a happy old codger

Methinks she means before his facelift
At least that's what I hope she meant
It made him look like a real different person
Not as...

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He loves me.
He doesn’t see the wheelchair,
the Scoliosis, the legs with Atrophy…
He loves me.

He doesn’t flinch while he cleanses me after using the bathroom,
while changing my “sanitary napkin”,
while wiping the vomit off my chin…
He loves me.

Through all the doctor visits,
the endless days in the hospital,
the...

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Why Wear A Mask? By Kenny Davis

I wear a mask to conceal my identity.
Even no one notices what I do.
Just in case someone pays attention to my helpful heroism.
I won’t be praised or recognized by name.

I wear a mask to shield myself from others.
By not...

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It happened again this afternoon
A lady requested my autograph
Mistaking me for Kenny Rogers
Sure gave me a great big laugh

If only I had Kenny's money
I'd be chuckling all the way to the bank
Right now I'm avoiding all my creditors
My bank account's coming up blank

Perhaps I'll become...

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A Good Night Sleep by Kenny Davis

There have been many nights I have laid there awake
The late night toss and turns are becoming more than I can take

The endless tossing and turning with very little success
Only getting a minute or two of sleep, maybe less

Many...

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To Be a Child Again by Kenny Davis

I see the children of today
Their smiles take me away
To my times as a child
And the games that I would play

To be a child again
Means to be taken to an imaginary place
Where a box could be a house...

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#Christian #firstlove #HeLives #God #young #Kenny

"Kenny"
 
I remember the stories I made up to escape my childhood.
I thought that would ease the pain and for a while they could.
One day I realized my soul was hungering for so much more.
It was then I found myself...

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Love in Admiration by Kenny Davis

When I love HER in admiration
I find myself feeling an overwhelming sensation
In awe of the beauty of one of God’s creations
Competing for HER heart in the mists of my utter desperation
Our love, nothing more than sheer imagination

When I love HER,...

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My Love for HER by Kenny Davis

My love for HER
Runs deeper than the many depths of the ocean
The thought of holding HER in my arms
Has me swept up with emotion

My love for HER
For me, makes HER more than a mere token
Much more than a mere...

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How I Picture Heaven by Kenny Davis

How do I picture Heaven?
The great kingdom among clouds
His children, His saints
His angels, rejoicing loud

How do I picture Heaven?
This astonishing, glorious place
Where I pray to have the honor
To gaze upon his majestic face

How do I picture Heaven?
The street paved...

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