Each Week Poems - Poems about Each Week

...----------BOOK---------- Some sort of book, Everybody needs. Good book, bad book, Fulfills your greed. Light book, nice book, Whatever you need. Some sort of book, Everybody needs. Goo......

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...Here stands a splendid chestnut tree. But in its trunk there grows decay. It’s no longer upright we see. Each week it leans one more degree. It will come crashing down one day.......

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... We’ve a long time friend named Shirlene, between first meeting and now is umpteen. She phones each week, and is quite unique. She’s not left or right but somewhere between. ......

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...when I reached my twenties, there came great changes in my life I met the man who ultimately, asked me to become his wife I'd had two or three encounters when I played the dating game but I finall......

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... Paper Goods Miracle Man 10/7/2024 Each week at the store, When the pandemic was here. We always bought more. ......

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... NEVER imagined such treasures I'd find OF this one thing I am certain THERE was something massive beneath the surface HEAVENLY places are often hidden in humble places I sat at a tabl......

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... September falls just into Autumn Each week that passes makes it so Perhaps for some, arriving so early Tripping lightly into the crisper air Exiting from that August warmth More by necessity t......

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.... We had a call - Some happy news, A baby was In six months due. The news was great to hear And when asked how they felt They ......

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... Grandma knitted me and my brother, he is blue and I am pink. We fit snug in Sally's shoes, off to school or to play we go. Each week we get a warm bath,......

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... Never met her, yet I've heard the crazy Tante von Vogt lived her life as any would, if they were crazy. She'd walk to butcher's each week no nod greeting who might pass. She'd buy four hund......

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...Every once in a while, especially on holidays, I find myself wandering through my memory museum - rattling doors and fishing through those virtual hallways. That’s where I found ‘Father Lucas,’ last ......

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...Somebody should start digging, a big hole, we need a big hole. Big enough for 300 babies, 300 children, 300 young women, 300 old women 300 fighting men, 300 just talking men. 300 charging hor......

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...As a non-golfing husband I revel at tales Of sunshine filled days chasing small balls, Some in the rough others in sand, All these brave girls fighting nature's pitfalls. I hear of the times th......

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...It may be small talk to you but to me it is an Insight to mystery I crave more of it seems so ridiculous I know But each tid byte of info you give me makes me search for more of it The shuddle h......

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...At three 'o clock this afternoon, A shaft of light pierced my room. Curtains flung back as I arise: An actor's life I do surmise! Working halls and live theatre, Singing songs in every meter. ......

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