Macmillan Poems - Poems about Macmillan

I'm looking forward to have my shave, It's not the thought of being brave, I just feel the urge to do some good, And hopefully help to lift my mood, Macmillan helped through times of need, My stories there for all to read, They understand they help you cope, With your life that's hit a slope , Macmillan...

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When we walk the campus to what used to be the center, we might miss the venerable place. Taller piles of brick and towers obscure the central space of Western Pennsylvania brownstone. Who hasn’t heard the poet moan: “Present concerns shroud the past; Granddad’s principles will not last.” But as we turn the corner at the edge of vast Old Main, we may glimpse a...

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Macmillan Support Don't think your alone I will always be with you I'll hold you You don't have walk alone I will always be by your side Bringing you fresh roses and chocolates Holding you all the way Just remember I love you And I will always be there ...

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By day the toys surround her in a group, But when her little girl is sleeping sound, The keyboard’s where our poet will be found, To write some magik lov - her words astound; She always brings the gift of joy to Soup. Merry Christmas, Cyndi xx *For PD’s contest Cyndi wrote a poem, Lov is Magik, as a girl One...

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JOHN MICHAEL MACMILLAN What do they call you in heaven, John Michael MacMillan? Are you still the "Baby-Baby", that player from the past? Sometimes I try to catch you, somehow to hold you Long enough to know that your ship has safely docked. Can you read the poem alone now, John Michael MacMillan? Did God allow you the small, simple pleasure Of...

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