Mother Molly Poems

A young sheep we’ll call Molly McEwe
she lived in a field outside Crewe,
no surprise, her mother did too.
Though her father she never knew;
he came in...

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My middle daughter texts a casual comment on a group text.
Molly wants to go to Milwaukee to see an antique store.
Store apparently has a live...

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This is the story of mad Molly Shaw
She might be mad now but she wasn’t before
she came home to find her man dead on the...

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Eternal waves, cascade for days
Sun dried and free, they frame her face
Twirls and spins, cinnamon skin
Sky blue eyes, magnetic grin

To the T, my mini me
But...

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Let me tell you a story about Molly . . . 

Molly lived down the street from our house since I was a child,
she...

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Grow tall
Grow your horizons, wide
Grow up
Grow on the inside
Grow yourself, all around
Tower above me
And smile down
You can grow, rapid
Or you can grow slow
Grow at your...

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The most precious girl, I've ever seen
The loveliest hue of early green
Long blonde hair with ringlet curls
In frilly dresses, she gracefully twirls 
If only I...

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Millie Mable Millipede was worried by the news.
Mike and Molly Millipede would soon need winter shoes.
Their itsy, bitsy, tiny feet, until now free and bare,
Were...

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Molly
Funny, Loving, Passionate Mother~
Daughter of an Angel Flying High
Lover of Family, Life, and Pickles~
Who feels Intensity, Travesty and Reckless Abandon!
Who Fears Loss, Emptiness and Disappointment
Who...

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