Best Pajamas Poems

Another beautiful day has come to a close
 
 putting on my royal blue silken pajamas
 
I call to my sweet one
 
come take hold...

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I am standing outside my bedroom, on the precipice of lost innocence.
Wide eyed, and barefoot on cold hardwood.
Someone is hammering on our front door.
My father,...

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What’s fair is fair

I walked into Macys Department Store the other day
thinking I’d buy a few items for the summer
I entered on the first floor...

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I held a grudge 'til four o'clock
And then I watched TV.
Remembered it at nine.
It very much hurt me.

Took grudge to bed and nurtured it.
Next to...

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I once met some natives from Bahamas 
Both men had the same size BIG iguanas 
I was embarrassed - to say  
I felt very...

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My body tenses.
The soft padding of footy pajamas
approach
tiny fingers grip my eyelid
lift it....
Bright eyes gaze into
the freshly opened eye.
A voice shouts....DA!!!
The other eye opens.
Yes I'm...

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Faith means believing
If there is a chance in the million
You could be the one who gets it

Faith means giving yourself the benefit of the doubt
Being...

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The Good Girl

Penny has always been a good girl, now she is a good wife. She lives in a good neighborhood, drives a nice car,...

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A is for Aprons, like Moms used to wear.
B is for Barrettes that adorn young girls’ hair.

C is for Coats, many colors and styles.
D is...

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He poked the sleepy fire 
Then sat back in his chair
Removed his reading glasses 
Brushed back his cotton hair
A quick glance out the window 
Wishing...

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What lies behind that grimacing catty coy smile, it’s upside down
Thinking perplexes me mentally, topsy-turvy confusions beastly
Kitty, popping off riddles to confound all humanity’s realistic
Way...

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What’s up with Santa
                     ...

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I wish I could watch Saturday morning cartoons in my pajamas.
Or be able to hold a teddy bear, when a storm frightens me.
I want to...

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Love is a season.
And holidays mark the seasons, and years like signs in the road,
reflecting the bumps in our journey, but showing us a way...

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“Where I’m From”
I am from pliers
	from Tylenol and vanilla bean perfume.
I am from the budding rose bush,
	the aloe vera plant
	whose salve heals my burns.
I am...

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