Naomi Poems - Poems about Naomi

You were my mentor of The Word My mother-in-law, my friend ...

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She was a giving woman who brought around pies. For funerals and weddings, no big surprise. She taught Sunday School for seventy years. Was never there to get a reward for volunteers. She helped the hungry, the aged, and the poor. She gave herself until there was vitality no more. She was a Naomi like the one in the Bible...

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A woman who told the truth no matter what the consequences, A woman who kept news, when it was not her confidence to reveal A woman who studied her religious books, and believed in forgiveness Virtuous woman who extended kindness to others in a variety of ways. Naomi McCormick was loving and giving like her Biblical namesake. She could be...

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Naomi Judd of The Judds Ashland, Kentucky born Only “Love Can Build a Bridge” May her soul rest in peace In the arms of her Saviour Judd family tragedy Unmasking mental illness Days before Hall of Fame Induction Died near Nashville, Tennessee Written May 2, 2022...

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She weathered the storms She was made wholesome Grappling the situation she preached Amongst her to the Nations abolished awesome Ever was she so clever and a righteous soul She is a woman with grace She was a woman this placed This woman with the grace, her name was Naomi She was a delicate flower of one...

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Naomi has seen this sight many times before She knows Mrs. Bee will be gone in two days If not before She makes her as comfortable as she can The doctor comes in; he takes the lady’s hand Attempts to speak with her Naomi busies herself cleaning up the room What do you think? The doctor asks the nurse Her name is...

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Luke couldn't stop thinking about the boy It was just so illuminating and cold But he could never forget the tomboy That morning, Luke was shocked by the decor He had to calm himself with a key to uphold Locked inside of himself stop thinking about the boy Later, he realized that the boy was coy He tried to focus on the...

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I'm so sorry to leave you dear, hard to say good bye to one so new, The nine months and few hours in my arms held, are far as I can go. Your fireman guardian angel will protect and find a home for you. I must let go tiny fingers born in...

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My seven-month-old daughter, beside herself with swirling fascination, has unfolded her tiny arm a bridge for Christmas elves’ safe passage, unconcerned she’s being scolded by Papa Grinch - who’s clacking away at this. From my perspective on the less-festive couch, I cannot see her sparkling eyes witness magical animation, but I’ll vouch something’s ‘bout to go down, based on a smile and ding-a-ling giggles;...

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Dark rains drains down, Down the ages of time, Time in times of timing, And the terms of turning ages, To understand invite nature, Says the greater fortunes redeemed, What haunts the past, hunts the present , haunts the future; Time is not in cage, but those in it are; To save only a Rock can, The Rock is here, and the Son’s voice...

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I once looked up to Naomi Wolf as a true patriot crusader, when she published her book and documentary The End Of America, but these days all she seems to talk about is her vagina. I guess the Powers That Be finally got to her. PS: This once very brave, outspoken little miss, is also like me, on my government's...

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This is an outstanding poem and thought that everyone should read it. I also copied the credits and author's name. Jim Horn Poem of the Day: Famous by Naomi Shihab Nye The river is famous to the fish. The loud voice is famous to silence, which knew it would inherit the earth before anybody said so....

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Naomi Smart, pretty, annoying, secretivebranches Wishes to go to the Canary Islands Dreams of finding a Megalodon tooth Wants to go cage diving Who wonders if she build an underwater city Who fears of being stung by a bee Who likes blue Who loves peacocks and nudibranches Who wants a tree house and a pet shark Who resides in NC Johnson...

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Daddy, when I First saw YOU; I was looking into Mommy’s Green Jade Eyes She was speaking of YOU, as she would quite often do, Reminiscing with YOU The Tears in Her Eyes, are those of Surprise Her FOREVER and ALWAYS Begins Dear Joanne Naomi, when I First saw YOU, the clock read 3:22, a sunny day As...

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If I could appoint anybody to be the president of my country it would most certainly be unequivocally the one and only Ms Wolf, Naomi....

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