Bundled Up Poems - Poems about Bundled Up

As see so cares Yet she’s there Bundled shrouded Stichic rhyme blend Clothed in my bare He caress and shares 12/5/23 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2023© ...

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she is a bundled up cat I have to give you that! all snug and warm Cozy, without any harm grandma’s given her a scarf with a bit of blue bundled cat is wearing her eyeglasses too aren’t those glasses prescription? I ask Granny Inez. Yes, but no one will give my cat an eye test she says. I roll my eyes and...

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‘Twas the most divine afternoon The birds had gathered at high noon All chirping beautifully in tune Calling out to all, even that lone raccoon ’Twas the middle of the month of June Never tiring of listening to the loon croon she came to visit on a bench by the lagoon With her thoughts bundled in a cocoon ‘Twas the twilight of their...

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My poverty-decaying teeth start to chatter From the cool blows of your breathing Bundled up in bondage, I’m unable to see the light in farewell Things have gotten too far between us…I can still hear the hallow drums, Beating with doubt, apprehension and disdain It’s echoing falsehoods and it’s doing us no good It’s doing us no good…putting...

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My thoughts turn to you though I'm miles from home They seep through my skin and speak to my bones I tried to forget, but I never understood How you're so adept at infecting my blood Somehow the depression has followed me here Smothers my throat and blows in my ear The spell that you crafted and conjoured for me Invented...

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Softly, on tiptoe, I will take a quick peek... wrapped in her blanket, with chubby pink cheeks Must not wake her, this gift from the angels Fragrance of talcum, purity in dove tales Sweet fragrance of talcum, with purity, of angels... Dark silky hair on soft rose covered flannel Bundled so snugly, yet fighting to free Her tiny closed fist, dearly precious...

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We’re welcoming our newest, a little girl has come has come. She’s sweeter than a melon or a ripe and juicy plum You’ll find her by her mommy’s side, in pink from head to toe. When she has rested just a bit she’ll be ready for her show. She has a lot of long black hair. This is a great surprise. The wisdom of...

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