Evans Poems - Poems about Evans

Beauty, the enchantress, with hair like gold She dances and twirls with grace untold Her smile is a sunbeam, lighting the way Bringing happiness to all who sway Her eyes are like diamonds, shining so bright Reflecting the stars on a clear night Her voice is a melody, a sweet song That echoes through the ages, never gone Her skin is as soft...

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For those who visit Swansea remember that it's where a legend sleeps The Reverend Christmas Evans the greatest preacher ever heard or seen It is said that if you visit his graveside and tell the man about your day then close your eyes and kiss his headstone farewell you will receive luck for the next few days That is the story my Grandad...

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Little Kinley Raine warrior of light, When you came into this world You came in ready to fight. Our thoughts were full of Prayers hoping for you to have a chance, Although we were on a mental coaster We held our ground with a positive stance. After a Month God decided it was to soon for you to stay with us and...

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Jesse Evans and The Boys earned much notoriety during the old west's most untamed and wild history. Raiding resturants and salloons they would drink and eat for free. "Chalk it up!" they'd say to all of the merchants before they'd leave, and riding along with them was one William H Bonney, known as William Antrim formerly and speaking Spanish fluently. Three months...

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It’s a lovely casket, my grandmother said With tears in my eyes, I nodded my head I did not want her to see me cry, But seeing him there, I knew there was no use to try To hold back the tears, so they started to flow As I started the process of letting you go I cried two tears that...

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Is there anything finer Than Bob Evans biscuits They know how to start your day With a cup of hot coffee And strawberry jam There surely is no better way! I've tried other kinds But they don't have appeal Mr. Evans knows the secret of life It's a serving of biscuits Steaming and scrumptious Gets rid of all of life's strife! Bob Evans must possess Some really secret...

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Years ago at work, we had An argument so strong That people started betting on Which side was right or wrong. The quarrel was about the name Dale Evans called her horse. Some thought that it was Buttercup; It’s Buttermilk, of course. Now Google wasn’t dreamed up yet, So no one could hi-tech it. The battle escalated and We had no way to check it. Someone...

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Life stopped for a moment when we received that call The Savior came and you left us all Your pain is relieved, so should we rejoice or cry? Unknown how to just say goodbye Trying to be normal as if life’s a blast Masking the hurt with empty laughs Moving on as if nothing has occurred Your husband has died, haven’t you...

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You are a child of God he chose you and made you his own you are a new creation free from all condemnation you are safe and secure you are signifcant you are free you are who God wants you to be you are wonderfully made there is no one like you you are special you are are his treasure too you are valuable in every...

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The young girl’s pony is made from the stick of a broom, With posters of rodeos thumb-tacked all over her room. She heads off to school with her lunch in a metal lunch pail— With a picture of a cowgirl and the words “HAPPY TRAILS!” Dale Evans is riding tonight, on the bright silver screen In the midst of a...

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