Long Congratulations Poems
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Of all war brings
One is a disguised peace
And boldness to conquer fear
Of the darkest nights
And the silent mornings
To rain praises in morale at will
For news to reach the far distant neighboring countries
That each don't dream of attack
But I wonder if colonial masters ever heard of this
They came as eagles flying without wings
To make nests in hens village as police
Whose duty is to gear security but not to domineer
And to put all darkness plans to lights
By giving enough measures as warnings
Or get the reculcitrant lords drilled
Feeding back enough pleasantries
That will never dream to travel back
Even when all connections are at ease
War becomes admirable to lives
The only means to have the hen released
From seeming hungry eagles
That is never and shall not at will to let go
Of its captives that meant much to starvation
Even not for a lofty prank
Than hold on to it in all its might
Monitoring all possible escape routes
By neglecting no winks at break of the atmosphere
Our leaders' meetings become very active
As sacrifices nonstop increased
To grease the effort of freedom fighters like paralegals
To all ink on beautiful flow
And shelf bullets as eloquent reservation
Readily available for the blank
Roaring to fire out in plight
Congratulations to be sing on flutes
For the best wishes finally appear
Sixty Years Wed
Sixty years since the magnificent day
In many precious moments along the way
Xanadu in impeccable joy
That no one in the world could ever cloy
You were joined in married bliss to enjoy.
You are together where you both belong
Every day it’s clear your love remains strong
And both hearts sing a song of faithfulness
Rendition of love’s soulmate tenderness
Sung softly all your lives in gentleness.
Wishing you peace, glee and love for all times
Extremely harmonious rhythm and rhymes
Dance forever together sweet Valentines.
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“Diamonds are forever and plausibly
All your future dreams were your destiny.”
Congratulations Sara and Tom!
12th October 2022
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Anniversary Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Sara Kendrick
Form chosen: Acrostic
An anniversary is a hallmark for a wedded pair whose
Nuptial recognition is worthy of being in headline news
Navigating a marriage through fair and foul weather
Is what a successful couple will experience together
Vows spoken were not broken by husband and wife
Each loyal to the other, friends and partners for life
Remembering precious moments before turning gray
Somewhat sad though, how the years have flown away
Anniversary congratulations for being simply amazing!
Recognition for a good marriage is worthy of praising
Years spent together holding hands while stargazing
Blessed in matrimony, may their good fortune grow
Lord, let their love multiply with every seed they sow
Each year may their bond be stronger than before
Strengthened by true love, may it last forevermore
Sometimes it might've felt like a roller coaster ride
I'm sure they handled troubles, taking them in stride
Nourished by love, they are united when day is done
Greeting each other with a kiss with the rising sun
Sharing smiles and laughter, these two joined as one
September 13, 2022
Anniversary Contest
Sponsor: Sara Kendrick
Champion of floral garden exhibit
Mrs. Rose Meadow
with daughters
Rosal and Rosebelle
charmed viewers
along their rose terraces
exclaiming, “We praise God
the Rose of Sharon*.”
*Song of Solomon 2:1 I am the rose of Sharon, and the lily of the valleys.
May 10, 2023
1st place, "Rose Meadow" Free Verse Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Julia Ward; judged on 5/18/2023.*
*Date: 5/18/2023 5:55:00 AM
VERY good. You have the top glory prize for such memorable work! Thanks for your entry into my contest. Congratulations! Julia Ward*
twenty years ago you came to Berean and as pastor took up the reins
you've led us on a spiritual journey and we've never been the same
and like the Brooklyn Bridge your foundation has stood the test of time
you preach to us the Gospel and demonstrate to us God's Kind
like the Brooklyn Bridge you stretch out your hands and bring people together
you've showed us how to be better fishers of men in any and all types of weather
it's maroon and not burgundy that is your favorite color of preference
and if any one should ever ask you why you'll give them the historical reference
you're passionate in your preaching and teaching of the word of God
and when you give the proclamation we feel it coming from your heart
twenty years ago you were the youngest man to ever take up the towel of service
it was your God-given destiny to serve Berean in this purpose
twenty years ago you and your family to Brooklyn did arrive
and blessed us with a leadership that has made Berean thrive
twenty years ago and not many would ever have perceived
that you would be the perfect pastor that Berean could ever receive
CONGRATULATIONS on achieving this milestone
and may you have another 20 years and more
WE LOVE YOU, WE SALUTE YOU, PASTOR GRIFFIN IT'S YOU WE ADORE
His strongest whimsy is in truth
His wieldest joke lies in ugly view
He relates with all unlike sleuth
Just keep being the real best you
He is neither after crown nor tie
Working with him defines freedom
No terms and conditions ever apply
No shaky pay after work in his kingdom
He lives like himself in all time
Jokes have its time as do frown
Hundreds out of the official crime
Will never get to be fried brown
Absorbing rage, showing love
Place him nobly above violence
Keep growing importance, Olive
That winds are arms of benevolence
God bless him and his beautiful heart
Congratulations on your birthday
May your berth be known on earth
Be fulfilled without lucky grace depart
Retirement after all these years, time has flown by
My alarm is also retiring, no need to ask why
The first thing on my agenda is a holiday to an exotic place far away
A change to relax and unwind for several days
Reflecting on my career, which was filled with many ups and downs
My chair has already been filled, has my replacement has already been found
Leaving my office for the last time I stopped to talk to my colleagues and say goodbye
Making it to the door I am ready to start a new phase of my life, I start to cry
The place was such a big part of my life
Now with the abundance of time, a list of things to do will be presented by my wife
My children are waiting for my arrival at home
Congratulations on your retirement dad,your grandchildren will make sure you are never alone
Alvin stood firm, his eyes fixed on the target. The game was on, with eight others staring at the top spot. He took aim, focused, and scored 20 - the highest. The crowd yelled in applause, cheers, and congratulations.
But one man in the crowd remained unimpressed. "You're supposed to do better than that," he said, his voice cutting through the noise.
Alvin didn't let the criticism break him. He walked away, practiced tirelessly, and pushed himself to new heights. The next match arrived, and he dominated, scoring 50 - the highest. The applause was louder, the celebrations more than the previous.
Yet, the same man appeared, his expression a mix of disappointment and expectation. "You haven't done anything," he said, before turning and walking away.
Alvin determination only grew stronger. He practiced harder than ever, striving for perfection. The final match arrived, and he emerged victorious, scoring 100 - the highest. The crowd went wild, but he didn't bask in the glory.
Instead, he searched for the man, his eyes locking onto his figure. The man's expression remained inscrutable, but his words were brief: "You've done well."
In that moment, Alvin realized that the man's criticism had been a catalyst for his success. He had pushed himself to be better, to strive for greatness, and to never settle for mediocrity. The pursuit had been worth it, and the validation came not from the crowd, but from the man who had challenged him to be his best self.
When you’re present at the birth…when you hear your baby cry
when the doctor announces…Congratulations…she’s a girl!”
tears flow from your eyes.
When you finally take her home…when to the hospital you say goodbye
you are a little nervous…when you hear your baby cry.
You make sure she isn’t hungry…you hold her close…
you hum a lullaby
you rock her gently back and forth…when you hear your baby cry.
When she gets a little older…you’re quick with medicines to apply
when she comes running to you with a bruise…or a cut…
when you hear your baby cry.
When she comes to you unhappy, troubled…hurting
you take the time…you try
to ease the pain within her eyes…when you hear your baby cry.
When she’s grown up and it’s time for her to go
just before she says goodbye
you’re there with a hug and a smile…when you hear your baby cry.
And throughout her life as you both grow older
you’re not sure how…or why
even when you’re far apart…you can hear your baby cry.
How you wish you were there to hug them
to hold them close
to hum a lullaby
to gently rock them back and forth…when you hear your baby cry.
And you marvel after all this time…all the years that have gone by
how she’ll always be your baby…how you always hear her cry.
And how…even after all these years
tears still flow from your eyes
just like the day when she was born…
when you hear your baby cry.
A small dent presses deep in your chest,
A heavy boulder resting rent-free on your shoulders,
Making it feel like the whole world
Quietly depends on you to breathe, to move,
to make your parents proud.
Grades pile into mountains
you are expected to climb alone.
Every choice, every test,
every website overflowing with advice,
every guide full of tips and tricks,
every failure another stone in your pack,
every success is still barely enough.
Ounces of disappointment settle in your mind,
turning sleep into a distant place
you can almost see but never reach.
Late nights stretch into staring contests
with glowing screens and endless practice questions,
Hoping, always hoping
That somehow doors will open.
Dreams of shining congratulations
And bright acceptance letters,
haunted by cold
Sorry to inform you messages.
Tears and ambitions paused
By the shrill cry of early alarms,
a race beginning again every morning
with no finish line in sight.
The universe seems to expect perfection,
so you chase it with everything you have
And quietly wonder,
If someday it will finally be enough,
or if the mountain just keeps growing.