Helpers Poems - Poems about Helpers

Somewhere in a rugged sunny terrain a bushy-maned pony kicks up his heels amid biting flies in a grueling summer heat. An elegant cattle egret hitches a ride. Devouring grassland insects, his daily diet, the egret helps his buddy in his plight keeping the flies at bay while loping along together through brush and grass and sage. ...

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Sam was tired of his mother’s banal cooking. She fixed hamburger helper every other day. On the opposite days she fixed tuna helper or chicken helper. He was tired of all of these helpers, tired of casseroles. Sam was thrilled to be invited to his girlfriend’s house for supper. Her mother was always creating exotic dishes. Salmon crepes, Orange Spicy...

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Of course Santa exists Christmas is a stressful time, ...

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DREAM HELPERS In my dreams, tonight I will dance like crazy... All around me, things getting sparkly and hazy. Doing ecstatic rumbas, sambas, tangos~ Maybe a tall, iced drink with a fresh mango? How about me in a long,turquoise sequined gown? Such a fantasy,including of...

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My garden calls to earths creatures one and all No matter how big, no matter how very small Amid ferns green lace to show her humble face With rows of flowers and dainty plots of grace My gardens’ beauty grows so...

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There above the farm lighted discs giving birth to black and green offspring... An invasion of otherworldly rescuers clean up our mistakes. ...

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On wings of silken webbing, angels fly. Secret helpers among us, seldom show themselves to us in, their real forms. Emanations of light, vibrating in rhythm to God’s music....

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Bee Striped Buzzing so Does pollinate Beautify roses Garden delight Scented Flowers...

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Little Santa Helpers Santa has outsourced his services to child labourers from Bangladesh they fit zero-sized through chimneys much easier and the leaner they are the better they share full of joy in...

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~Angels Are Helpers~ (Sonnetina Rispetto) Call on your angel, loves to come Angels can do this and then some Because they're God's helpers you know They might be busy all the time Don't worry, they'll help anytime God created them and they show Call on your angel, loves to come Angels can do this and then some...

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~Angels Are Helpers~ (Sonnetina Rispetto) Call on your angel, loves to come Angels can do this and then some Because they're God's helpers you know They might be busy all the time Don't worry, they'll help anytime God created them and they show Call on your angel, loves to come Angels can do this and then some...

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~Angels Are Helpers~ (Sonnetina Rispetto) Call on your angel, loves to help Angels can do this, I can tell Because they're God's helpers you know They might be busy all the time Don't worry, they'll help anytime God created them, that will do Call on your angel, loves to help Angels can do this, I can tell So put your armor,start to pray For God send...

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Santas little helpers were busy having fun Wrapping and labelling the presents ready for the Xmas run The reindeer had their coats washed smelt of lavender and things The sleigh had been revarnished was now bright and glowing. The reigns were now polished as a surprise for Santa Claus So he would look the kiddy not a drab old droopy...

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'Shakily, I ran to my deer whose hip was now broken, and sat down beside it without a single word spoken!' I gave comfort, while staring into the pain-filled brown eyes, knowing there'd be no more flying tonight through the skies!' 'When what should come ambling through the wind and the fog, but three mishapen forms, about the size of...

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'Twas the Night before Christmas and I must confess, the year 1987, started out just like all of the rest, with christmas lights twinkling from everyone's dwelling, but believe me it was different and far more compelling!' 'I'm Sarah, a reporter, who's delivering this tale, from Chris' own journal this story's regaled, 'I was down in his cellar to take a...

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