Greeted Poems - Poems about Greeted

... They were sitting in the afternoon sun …in a field of flowers atop a little rise… when the daughter asked a question which took her mother by surprise. “Are we rich or poor?” The daughter asked......

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... Life is a series of circles…each second circles into each minute, each minute into each hour, each hour into each day… Each circle has it’s own attraction…It’s own unique rhythm and beat. and w......

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...At the end of the sea and start of the sand there lies a place; a place where we stand and watch the sea go from shore to shore in an endless tide; that for so long before the grass was tall and ......

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...when i was merely fourteen- i remember walking around wondrously throughout my town, i wondered how people could live like this. i look to my left and saw a fresh painted white house with a pic......

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... An ultimatum stood at my door And greeted me so fondly To the tune of my thumping heartbeat. "Live as I seem or die as I am" The words had reverberated in my skull and rattled my bones- Si......

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...2025.4.14 This morning, two things happened At M Central while playing piano, And each of them really made my day. A young Asian woman, waited to speak to me. She said her name was VL and Has......

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...Ghost, River, Shiver, Gaze, Wicked, Cold Someone stood by the river, I was glad I wasn’t going to be the only one, I was to come with my grandfather, But he had been unwell. I greeted the ......

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...If love breaks you open And you have a chance to look inside You might be surprised at what you find If love smashes your expectation And you have a chance to make your defense Yo......

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...An early spring morning is greeted with a robin’s song A delightful chorus inviting other songbirds to sing along In his chorus of “cheery, cherry, tut, tut” sounds From a robin happily singing an......

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... A tsunami of black ash blankets half a world Trash toadstool hoodoos, wastelandic pillage and pollutant mucus ravishes lava villages Draining is the amalgam mass at the end of the spectrum......

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...The Happy Wanderer I like to wander near and far. Just me and my little white car. There are treasures to be found everywhere. Just waiting to be discovered out there. Soon I saw a little mom ......

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...I’m stranded in the desert, Nowhere to run but through miles and miles of hot sand, Nowhere to hide, Yet I still look for shelter. The hot sun beats on my back, I feel myself burning, And as so......

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...Until we came to live in Madrid We lived with my parents in Vallelado from Segovia Where my parents had a henhouse On the outskirts of town On the left bank of the Arroyo del Horcajo Sheltered b......

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...you get home from a work greeted with a smile a hug and i'll hold you for a while i'll ask how it's been and you'll give me an answer that's nothing short of true we'll go to bed and greet ea......

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... My mind had a door embedded with gems of emotion ! Through that entrance I greeted you always. Now ......

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