Best Richards Poems

“Sir Cliff Richard ”

I do wish I could meet you, properly I mean,
To actually speak to you, would be a dream.
I’ve been to see you three times during the last few years,
Although sitting watching you almost reduced me to tears,
Tears of happiness that is, I...

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Euphonious today is the tone 
And though tomorrow is shrouded , unknown,
I trust it holds a blissful opaline pod
And to this repose a prayer to our Lord and God.

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Martin Richards.

Little martin Richards; lived a short life
here on Earth. On Monday April the 15th
of 2013 - Someone decided to cut his
life short.

It happened at the finished line of the 
Boston Marathon. little Martin was there
with his Mom, watching his father run in
the Marathon. he...

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Your beauty astounds me,
your voice enchants me,
And i'll never hear a sound so sweet,
Until I depart for Hades shore,
Your voice holds me like a statue,
it lilts so soft and gentle,
And it would drive me crazy to,
to never hear another word from you,
But whist destracted by...

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On a couple of acres of land,
Lives a Southern Californian heart.
With rangeland a scenic backdrop,
She lives in her state’s Northern part.

Surrounded by mountains and meadows,
Her heart’s full of camping memories.
With many generations of creations,
The good Lord has blessed her family.

Mt. Shasta’s seen from her window,
And...

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Always beyond reach
Is the one thing that I seek.
I’ve known it for quite some time,
But through all attempts to put out of mind

It always seems to come crawling back.

It has been stolen by others,
Been moved away far out of my grasp.
I’ve watched it be treated...

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I cannot tell a story nor stretch a line
From brim to brim of love and fame
Without the mention of your name.
You have a way to make narratives shine
Sweet story teller, motherly, kind
Every moral packed properly in place
Every word a lesson spelled with grace
Such a book...

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Richard’s Love Letter 

Through distinct beaten paths we’ve wandered and journeyed 
Gliding through the fog of the mundane days; scurried, hurried, worried
In quest of happiness by mans standard 
Culminating bleeding hearts, a soul so armored
Perceiving a sense of doom, a lonely end
Pain so deep that...

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