Caleb Poems - Poems about Caleb

(Dedication: For my grandson Axel Caleb) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Curious child Wears a touch wild Wonder here Dwells in bold spheres Surprise me With what you see Wander then Across fine spans Fancy toys With fragrant ploys Winsome smile Prompts charm with style Daring do Tells much of you Lovely face With glowing grace Bubbly zest In curious quest Lovely eyes Blossom with sighs Crawling round As touch now grounds Leon Enriquez 02 February 2019 Singapore...

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9/23/1989 - 1/20/2009 Grief dropped like a huge guillotine on the world of me, my daughter and wife. My son Caleb was only nineteen, when too soon he left our life. He was a marine off on holiday, with two friends from the base. They drove to one's family to stay, and on the way back tragedy took place. My...

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Caleb The dawn was steel and gray The day Caleb came to his senses, He could smell the kitchen love, Of Maxwell House and blintzes. “It’s been too long – he stretched Since this home was filled with laughter. On his face split a crooked smile, For Caleb’s morning after. The revival meeting ‘neath the canopy “All day singin’ and dinner on the grounds,” Went two...

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(Dedication: For my grandson Axel Caleb) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Laugh with clear poise Oomph outlasts noise Voice well your choice Etch passion bright Live precious light Yes feel what's right Bright blessings bloom Lasting cheer rooms Etch love that booms Sense succinct stay Set ample days Indulge wise ways Now and here see Glimpse what will be Feel play and spree Opt to be good Reap wonder's food Mind well each mood Yield charming wit Grace shapes each...

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Man stands high – in Creation - but higher yet she wants to stand! Before Columbus, trees stood like Sentries, minding communications; Once these lands were taken, WE hear much of “Supply & Demand,” Nations weep: gone the Three Sisters and B. Bison from this land Gone, too, crystal rivers, lakes, Bear Spirit, all Sacred Mountains Man stands high...

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** This poem is in memory of Caleb, the 16 year old who got killed after he accidentaly went into his neighbor's house thinking it was his house and his neighbor thought it was an intruder and shot and killed him. Caleb spreads his wings out in Heaven. Flying high with every beat he raps, But at...

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My last name is Culverhouse. My first name is Caleb. Words that describe me are kind, smart, shy, and curious. My dad is Wayne C. My mom is Doris C. I think the government should get their money cut until they fix things. I think if my dad could get free time he could be a pro artist! The only things...

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What can be said about this man One that is not easy to be read. His words come to life Pen to paper With poetry to his wife A loving father indeed Nothing else like it Teaching and giving all they need. Mysterious is he What's in his head Is he thinking about me He's not perfect Mistakes have been made Things I know he'll correct He's...

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The darkness is filling up my room nightfall is coming very fast. Today was really filled with gloom good thing the days never last. I look at my closet and there I see something glaring at me. It's not that big but it will do it fills me with joy and not gloom. This small...

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Come to me he whispered, And I was happy to comply, Love, in the highest from shone from his eyes, Every cell in my body, responded to his voice. Be mine I whispered He nodded in reply Everything I wanted was in him All my dreams, in him Rejoice, Taboo of love, is broken...

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Jingle bells, Ashley smells Shirley laid an egg The truck had a flat And the deer got away Hunting days, hunting days Deers be aware, Caleb has a sharp eye Packing a hot loaded rifle yeah! **My eleven year old wrote this...

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Caleb, Caleb cutie cream pie Couldn't keep one candy handy Sweet tooth times a thirty pearlies Became loose-y goosey gummy...

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Injury, sickness and time weakens the fragile human body. When a person has been fighting the battle of life, the body weakens with age. One day we give up the battle and take our begining in God's eternal kingdom. Where we won't tire, have pain, be sad and feel loss. Uncles are there praising Jesus at his feet, smiling brightly with...

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CALEB KEY CARTER OCT. 2, 1981 NOV. 14, 1997...

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In the time- That I'm afraid- I will call- Upon His Name For in the times- I have been brave- I have called- Upon His Name (Chorus) The name of the Lord, the name of the Lord The name of the Lord's Strength and Power The name of the Lord, the name of the Lord The name of the Lord's a Strong Tower And the righteous...

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