Brown Haired Poems - Poems about Brown Haired

...“It’s in there!” The frizzy haired woman insisted with mirth in her eye. “But, how?” I asked beseechingly. She gave a mischievous laugh from impish lips in reply And then skipped merrily on he......

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...YESHUA His name was Yeshua, the legitimate, not immaculate, scion of a young Jewish couple named Miriam and Yosef and surely a brown-haired, brown-eyed Middle-Eastern man, sun-bathed and beige, r......

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...HE WAS NEVER A CHRISTIAN! His name was Yeshua, the legitimate, not immaculate, scion of a young Jewish couple named Miriam and Yosef and surely an olive-skinned, brown-haired, brown-eyed Middl......

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...Valeria Valdermare once was a young ballerina who coveted a pair of red ballerina shoes. Oh! how she truly longed to grow up to become a prima ballerina! But alas! She was last in her class. All of......

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... With my lamp my left And my brown haired dog my right Something dark lurks in the woods Who is there I call out? We dashed out, smeared with blood a babe. ......

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...Caught beneath the mistletoe while passing by was Debbie Jo; the brown haired beauty of my dreams and subject of my midnight schemes. She smiled at me then kissed my lips and sparks ......

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...After school on a winter day The air short of cold, but crisp He remembered her angelic voice With a slight and cute little lisp Distracted, while peddling his bike Leaving most thoughts of s......

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...Where lilacs bloomed, I spied a brown-haired child. She, riveted by what was in her book, did not see me! She wore a wistful look. I guessed her to be somewhat shy and mild. The gir......

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...We run, we jump, we cry, we laugh, We sit, we stand, we're weak, we're tough, We're fat or slim, we swag and sway... We love like you love, and we're gay. In morning li......

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...Five gray, silver, and white haired crones Navigated slimy green stones Like tight rope walkers Having been summoned by the wind talkers They crossed a shallow creek Each feeble and weak They e......

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...The name of my sidekick was Benjamin, a fellow church member An ornery, brown haired boy who had nothing in common with me Save for his sudden sense of adventure and exploration He asked m......

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...I’ve looked at all the faces gathered in this milling crowd, They’re staring at the music that is growing ever loud. There’s only one amongst them whose head is slightly bowed, H......

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...Memories of L B - 1 Could love have ever blossomed ? Sacrificing one’s family – ones potential life. Sacrificing my all – for a love that could never be. Sacrificing – in hindsight – for love,......

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...It's not easy being me The little scared Brown eyed girl Of which I am I cry in a silent way I'm funny in my own say I'll love you till I die Even if you make me cry Even if she's Trapp......

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...no im not that girl im not like the rest of the world i have brown hair, not blonde can't erase my big bum with a magic wand i wish i could,believe YOU me anything but this is what i wanna be now is ......

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