Every Day Poems - Poems about Every Day

...Evil rises every day litter and trash are towed away only regret will shower over our wastefull planet yet most seem to forget and only some are upset. If we only wait for somebody to fix our hazardo......Read the rest...

... Bright yellow daffodils to see, brighten a cloudy day for me Such a beacon of hope outside A flower like sunshine, a guide, with all there is to do today... Growing, blooming, I'll find my w......Read the rest...

... Deborah and I feel blessed to be optimists… to be able to find a bright spot in every day. Blessed because we have never had to work on this… we were both lucky to be born this way. For insta......Read the rest...

... Written: April 29, 2024 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ What a riddle our love was! we embarked on an ariose trip with balmy stride, we undertook Elysian and ......Read the rest...

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ When I look into your eyes,… … I journey into your soul discovering your inner being that I long to know; … I waltz with the sparkle i......Read the rest...

...Today I realize how much God cares for me. His mercy and unconditional love I clearly see. I'm about to start a new chapter in my life. Letting go of unhappiness and strife. Grateful for being a ......Read the rest...

...We Were Fighting By Franklin Price 04/28/2024 We were fighting with the Devil From last light to early morn The we is me and Jesus Against the Devil and his thorn The Devil wants me elsewh......Read the rest...

...Today I cleaned for hours Getting rid of mostly dust. If I did this more often, I’d feel less worn out, I trust. Yet unlike many others, Who have homes that sparkly shine, No one would ever ......Read the rest...

...three dimensioned facade incorporating the commonplace flotsam & detrius of the every day brush hand &chisel of conscious ......Read the rest...

...And so it is that on this day, I can loud and proudly say, I’m one hundred! I’m one hundred! I still remember the dust bowl, and now I’ve reached this lofty goal. I’m one hundred! I’m one hu......Read the rest...

...O child of Mother Africa The tortoise is still on the road Realities cannot hold, dreams dying Hopes turn to ashes every day Cry O Ghana, O Ghana Rich and green Nation Shame and poverty clot......Read the rest...

...I was a celebrated, professional psychic, offering glimpses of rosy future; And helping people work through problems, like pink moon, come sooner. I had learnt to talk with the spirits, a......Read the rest...

...Dream from its fable Fresh fruits transport every day Serve in each table.......Read the rest...

...Sometimes life gets so weary And it is hard to move on; I look back on yesterdays When I was once young and strong. Now each step is much shorter And the old bones feel the chill, While ev'ery ......Read the rest...

... I was out in Deborah’s garden the other day when what should catch my eye flitting from flower to flower but a monarch butterfly. A walk through Deborah’s flower garden is brimming with surpris......Read the rest...