Inheriting Poems - Poems about Inheriting

...What once was made to be wrong; now can be made to turn out right. What once was wrong can be made to turn out to be made alright. What once was siding with the Left; is now siding with the Right. ......

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...Cri de coeur courtesy thirty something English earl cry baby the Earl of Yarmouth (William Seymour) a descendant of very late (to the power of Google - ha) Jane Seymour, Henry VIII's third wife......

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...Brainstorming until figuratively blue in the gills..., and finally gung-ho with a poem title important to yours truly not disappointing his Facebook fan base, which electronic affirmation, and c......

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...And for my last will & testament to a life concluded at the hands of the cruel poison that is time, I solemnly swear that a life poised to mean nothing shall not only bear such barren nakedness but w......

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...Such a fate we all share, yes, every single one. Set in stone and sealed, awaiting Kingdom Come. However you may enter, each differential circumstance, the difference made is none. Hands......

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...It’s something that I have noticed through pretty much most of my life, a strange malaise of spirit that somehow just doesn’t feel right. As if we’re just spinning our wheels, as if we have beat......

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...O Where O Where will we all be spending the very rest of our eternities? O Where will all of God's children really be spending all of our eternities? If we are children of The Most High and Most ......

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...pitch perfect absolute hearing shhhhh ..... let’s run somewhere anywhere quietly but where? ... it is absolute our veins follow the architecture of the leaves inheriting its rythm......

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...Things that are passed on family farm and it's land inheriting pride......

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...I live as a butterfly Going about in my environment Spreading happiness and infectious smiles Where I can And being uncaring about everything else; The whims of the weather, The potency of flo......

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...You are an illusion I do not see Who it is I am supposed to be Who it is I am linked in destiny Be it a nightmare or a dream Who are you spiritually Are you fuschia flower Are you just Devi......

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...She is out of her mind her relatives said. They wanted her embalmed, cremated or dead. Lucinda had her wits and was not to be dissuaded. She gave them all the boot, they were downgraded. She ha......

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...It's always the impoverished that get it worse. On occasions the wealthy get it, but the poor can expect to get it worse. Mother Nature goes for the weakest buildings, the driest wood, t......

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...Ink roached infestation didst derive within mice elf Minor emendations to following just posted verse oversight to correct dissatisfaction, yours truly I do curse ah... methinks if hands of ti......

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...Ink roached infestation didst derive within mice elf Thus writer of these words forever mus lee experiencing craving to eat cheese, a milk product eternally preserved within annals, chroni......

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