Child Good Morning Poems

I need not travel far
to sense God’s nearness --  
the trill of His many
lyrical voices – Surely
the oriole knows same
intimacy; as does every
petal on...

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Molly sat on the backyard porch 
Watching the kids play when Dolly 
Emerged from the doorway and 
Sat with her. "Hey sis how's it going...

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Choices

The choices we  make
for ourselves, 
often if nearly always
effect others. 

The milkman is late, 
breakfast is later, 
the kids are 
barely going to make...

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You are made of stars and dust.
You are cosmic light and earth sand. 
You are air and breath. You are a Child smile, and a...

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It wasn't the rain, it was the stars that cried with envy of the day
and stole the kisses from the night that fell like rain.
The...

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Flames

Love is full of moments, 
that are truly intense. 
They have passion, 
and fervor
to be kept, 
for later... 
when the fires dim, 
or even go...

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It was a good morning till she arrived,
the she devil that bore her only child,
occasion to visit us she contrived,
with an excuse of sorts that...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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Depression overrules my mental during the most blindsided times
Smile on social media but I’m crying inside
Work hard everyday but I really miss Crime
When I was...

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Every morning 
In my balcony 
I am watching 
A same story 

In that small room 
Every one are in hurry 
To load the things 
In...

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Good Morning Mom

What is your day like?
What are you doing now?
Do you have things to do? 
Can I be of help to you? 

I have...

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Below 

and the child of wind born innocence
chases butterflies to the edge,
gathering whispered weeds
of golden sheen, 
singing in a lone sparrow’s sonnet,
soaring beyond the cliff,
sending...

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I woke the morn with life's new lease, 
 a friend I've found named inner peace. 
Now given a purpose for my cause,
 I will...

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Waking up to despair,
sadness,
bone-tired at war with a beeping alarm clock,
an alarming list of immediately urgent responsibilities
without an opportunity in sight,
or at least not this...

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 "Good Morning Heartache"- Billie Holiday

Born to heartache was Eleanor Fagan
in reform school by 9 in Baltimore, Maryland.

At 11 years old she was almost raped.
But...

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