Best Loved Poems

To be loved
is to be a wildflower
blooming in springtime. 
How wondrous to be much desired
by all the honeybees in the meadow. 
There's no greater wealth on all of earth.
That feeling,
that inexplicable feeling
is like being all wrapped up
in warm sateen sheets. 
Oh, what a thrill it...

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You could never be mad at me
Wise old man whom my heart could see
You were there when I needed you
Just a young child so full of life
Causing many an adult strife
If I lied you could see right through 
You could never be mad at me
Wise...

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To love
Is to remember
The touch of your hand
Your voice
When you called me cariad

My mouth remembers your kiss
The feel of your lips 
Sensual touch of your tongue on mine
The closeness this brings

To love
Is to want to be with
Man woman or child
To love them
to want them near
To...

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My Beloved,

It doesn't matter

 If it is I who comes  to you

or if its you who comes to me

All that  matters

 is to be with you

All that matters

Is to love me true

Cause I' ve loved moons

that did not glow, before

And I loved stars

that...

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Our Bliss At It's Purest We Loved Each Others Naked Sight


When our love, its hottest and satisfying nights first begun
we each tried to give our all and not ever be outdone.
In that effort, soft showers of love-hearts began to pour
birthing swelling streams leading straight to...

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When all whom I have loved are gone,
Dear Lord, when I'm the only one
Who cares if I should live or die,
When there is no one left to cry,
Then Lord, take me.

But if there is a single soul
For whom I play important roll,
Who might just stumble,...

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'My' biggest mistake was being born a girl 
I was never going to meet your expectations for you wanted a
Son and you got me ...mum said to you ‘I was the next best thing’ 
That’s maybe why you treated me and my sister
Anne so differently...

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The hutch 
like everything else in this house is
crooked.  A slanting hardwood floor 
and the burnished ends 
of an ancient table. 

An ever rounding table 
"a table with history" she says, 
a lineage with the cut 
and lineaments 
of the eight-score man who built...

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I loved you once like sun rays love the earth
Like drenching rain that brings with it new birth
I loved you once like waves that reach for shore
And then recede to come in strength once more

I loved you once like stars that pulse with light 
Held...

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The one thing that all humans crave most of all
is the feeling of being loved by
a person that you love too
nothing else will do
that much is
true 
it feels great
when someone loves you
there’s no reason to feel blue
for your lonely heart has been given 
the one...

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Devoted family together, we grew.
Building strength, morals & virtues
Experiencing, accepting & learning
Trust & honesty, caring & sharing
Compromising & understanding,
WE LOVED!
United we reached & searched, we grew.
Affectionately sharing fears & tears
Engaging unrehearsed fun & humor
Enlightening the others hearts & souls
Genuinely amused & rejoicing,
WE LAUGHED!
Faithfully dedicating ourselves,...

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Too little did I worry,
Too little did I know—
I wasn’t sure that you would stay,
But I never thought you’d go.

And isn’t it amazing,
How quickly day turned night?
It seems my eyes are failing,
For I cannot see the light.

O, they say that it is coming,
No farther than...

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Chased by the fleeing clouds 
defined by the wind
life running too short, 
make peace with loved ones. 
Tell them you love them, 
hug them and be moved. 
Tomorrow might be none, 
for later tears and broken heart,
it'll hurt when they're beneath the earth.

12/16/2021

Happy Holidays to...

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Seeing my Daddy in black and white moves my emotional colors
into a vibrant rainbow that was Daddy made decades ago.
Only twenty-seven in the photo, Dad's patience had yet to grow.
               ...

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He lived on a beautiful, rural farm, back in fond, good old days of yore,
With his parents and two brothers; like sun's going in and out the door.

He had always adored the color blue, so he had been nicknamed that.
At eight years old, he was...

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