Kayla Poems - Poems about Kayla

My parents taught me early…it was built into our lifestyle to never miss an opportunity to speak with kindness bring joy to another person…or make a child smile. A while ago I ran across a stuffed Charmander at a neighborhood garage sale For those of you who don’t know : Charmander is an orange Pokemon lizard with a fire at...

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Kayla Dee Sat on my knee Reading her favorite book. A man and a dog Sat on a log Floating away down a brook. She asked me again How does it end? So we jump to that page for a look. The pages between Have never been seen But it still is her favorite book....

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She had the courage to speak to me, a total stranger. With refreshing openness and acceptance. Sensed she was inventive and original, and could take what she wanted from life. Her business like glasses served as a gateway, the lenses only hiding her innate intelligence. Discovered in the depths of her eyes, when she turned momentarily, to gaze in my direction. Excitement and some joy, intellectual...

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They DETAIN me but I won't COMPLAIN Time MOVES slow lamented BLUES Don't CRY for me as I fashioned a SIGH To FREE my soul to God as he comforts ME So DEEP are my feelings for those who WEEP The DEATH of those who breathed their final BREATH I KNOW my place in life and time will SHOW To...

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Detain me but my soul will be free Faith as sturdy as an old oak ...

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I have several poems up about my Mama, Angel Manassian. Mama died on March 19, 2000 at the age of 74. She battled with MS for most of her life. She had me at 41...a surprise! Turns out, Mama had MS even before she and dad got married, and she didn't know it. My childhood in...

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I FELT THE GENTLE BREEZE AS THE DOOR SWUNG OPEN. THERE THIS TANTALIZING DOVE ENTER, WITH THE RADIANCE OF THE SUNLIGHT. YES HER SMILE WAS SO INSPIRING AS HER BEAUTIFUL IVORY TEETH WERE EVENLY SHOWN. IT WAS AS THOUGH WE KNEW EACH OTHER, BUT WE DID'NT IN THE NATURAL REALM. PERHAPS SHE WAS A...

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Kayla. Mommy, Daughter, Sister, Lover. Sister of Tiffany, Michael, Bethany, and Austin. Lover of Takota, Jerry, and my Mommy. Who feels Love, pain, and loneliness. Who fears rejection, abandonment, and loss. Who would like to see the future, the past, and the present. Resident of Norman, Oklahoma. Swender....

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for every sickness and pain i endure her presence and comfort is the only cure for every rainy day and thunderstorm that comes through jus knowin that shes by my side is enough to get me through for every flaw and short-coming that appears in me shes provides the true perfection that completes me for every cloud that seems to blur...

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Kind, she is always, And stays in step. Yes she’s a socialite in the making, Lively and living life to the fullest, A well mannered, that will be greatly missed, social princess....

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Kind Always there for me you always got my back Loving A anadarko warrior...

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My dearest daughter, why is time our enemy? It seems like just yesterday I held you in my arms as your innocence overwhelmed me and your smile captivated me. I can not help but be saddened as you come to a new age. For your life changes daily, but, to become a teenager puts you at the doorway of separation and growth. Recognize that doorway, please...

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There`s a little girl playing in the sand Her name is Kayla she got a great tan. She only been here four short years a little girl we hold so dear. She comes in the house asks "when do we eat?" gets herself a box of juice to drink Hey little Kayla where you go? How tall did you grow? Hey...

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I wonder if we'll find each other at the 100th story of the cylinder And play through the glass walls. 'Kayla's laugh is so distinctive.' In my eyes sHe was like superman. Finally I said my goodbyes And walked away, So much the better for it. She really could fly. I knew because I saw everything; The sunsong spilled into the...

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I knew of a beautiful angel; Kayla Lynn was her name A precious gift from heaven; irreplaceable she became Silky blonde hair in ringlets; eyes as blue as an oceans view Kayla embraced life as always; while others had no clue No clue to the disease consuming her; weakening her every day Leukemia ravishing her tiny body, while others simply...

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