Birthdate Poems - Poems about Birthdate

...BEING A POLITICAL PRISONER HAS IT'S DRAWBACKS I GUESS WHILE RECIEVING TERRORIST THREATS TRYING TO JUST MAINTAIN A DAILY REGIMENE RATHER ITS PICKING OF MEDICATIONS FROM THE PHARMACY A SENSE OF DREAD A......

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...Eagerly awaiting until many tomorrows... to become affianced to the grim reaper, who never promised me a rose garden nor crystal clear pool of fragrant delight to accompany last living breath ......

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...Harriet Harris née Kuritsky... Despite being a nineteen year old bride she wed Boyce Brandon Harris half a decade her senior, (where I ranked less than a twinkle in their eyes) during the mont......

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...Time bracketed between initial birthday and present birthdate October seventeenth nineteen hundred sixty one and October seventeenth two thousand twenty four represents, signals, and traces ......

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...Battered tattered Worn and torn Her joys and fears Pain and tears Throughout the years Across the sands you helped her carry Over water you helped her ferry All her worry all her ca......

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...The Date Growing up you are forced to learn the dates Write in your notes book today’s date, , learn your birthdate and know each festive date Then some dates turn into annual celebratory d......

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...I am afraid of being forgotten Afraid of being the last one on your chat history Afraid of being the side piece A cameo you used as the catalyst What if I don’t come to your mind when someone t......

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...From one heart to another, Uncle Carl you will truly be missed ... And May God continue to bless you from beyond the heavens. I love you ... And Auntie Connie, thank you for blessing me with the id......

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...Harriet Harris née Kuritsky circa November 13th, 1935 - ~ May 4th, 2005 (untimely death sentence ordained ~ early February 1935) I trot out a poem acknowledging birthday of dear ole mom, who s......

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...The minute I saw her I knew she was an artist Her hair screamed CREATIVITY! It was fabulous. Oranges and purples, beads interwoven, a hodge podge. Messy some might say, I did not see that. I saw ......

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...art deco was considered ultra-modern in the nineteen twenties fashions were outrageously risqué, women were slim, flappers wore fringe I would have been a flapper if I had been born then, after I ......

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...Autumn magic in the air, leaves flow from the giant oak. Sheila plunks herself down in a pile of reds and browns. The sky is turquoise today, the air is nippy. She wears a red scarf, for it was he......

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...Dear Mrs. Goodwoman, I am sad to inform you of the passing of your late Uncle Sir Rembrandt Hussleberry. He lived to the ripe age of 92, and it is his wish for you to inherit his entire fortune. M......

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...Professed paean pronounced and adroitly produced upon spirit of deceased named Boyce Brandon Harris. First year anniversary since cremains distributed across four winds his soul remains alive......

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...I cannot forget Trayvon Martin - slain teen no matter manifold more young people unthinkingly killed, who spirits aspire to ascend higher than a steeple. revisited and slightly revised today ......

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