Memory Birthday Poems

The third of  May 
A long time ago 
How can I forget the day 
I had to sing hurray 
To my beautiful baby twins...

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TELEGRAM FOR MASTER B - EPHEMERA

January fourteenth nineteen forty six. Hooray, I’m eight today.
Dad still serves in India, four thousand miles away.
I’d barely recognize him...

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Happy 212th birthday Charles Dickens

Though written three hundred 
and sixty five days ago,
the following poetic commemoration
doth not warrant any modification.

Said prolific author born February 7,...

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I was only four, 
when Blackie my dog died. 
My dad ran my best friend over, 
yes it was a horrible accident. 

 
I was...

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I close my eyes for one second and suddenly 
I'm home again, next to you and dad 
You were born on Christmas Eve, just like...

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I have heard a hurt person say, 
if you knew what they did to me you would never forgive them. 
Hurt can run very deep...

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We wear a smile to hide,
the tears we wear inside.
Our laughter we have applied,
feeling it will be our guide.
Life is but a wild ride,
filled with...

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Extinguish the candles of another year, thirty three,
By le Bateau-Lavoir, copped in contemplation,
Of abstraction at le Musée de l'Orangerie,
Joan Mitchell to Monet, why male comparison?
No,...

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The sun starts it's day peeking over the blue horizon, 
bright lights will shine on the blue sea. 
What a way to welcome another a...

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#IN THE ELEVENTH MONTH, ON THE ELEVENTH DAY, I WAS BLESSED TO AWAKE AND HONOR "A SPECIAL ANGEL" ON WHAT WOULD HAVE BEEN HER 81st....

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Head down, ear pricked in curiosity,
The vizard of sleep dancing across
Plump, pink, tired cheeks.

The thump-thump-thump,
A familiar beat, pounds against
Almost-resting ears. 

A sound locked in memory,
One...

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A poem for my daughters birthday 

My little girl is 33
Years going fast as they can be
She's not so little anymore
All the love I used...

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There's an old red beach ball stuck in the rafters of the haunted hotel pool. It's been there for the 7 long years, I've been...

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Sanskrit language is important, adopting it makes life complete. 
Sanskrit is the first language that came out of the mouth of our forefathers.
Sanskrit is the...

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"In life, all we have are our memories. Hold on to the good ones and let the bad ones go." By Poet

Junk for some and...

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