Nicholas Poems - Poems about Nicholas

I will try to help u know poetry Poetry is therapeutic Can be prose or drama If u want prose and drama on it Poetry, Prose and drama The 3 kinds of Literature Prose is our everyday talks Drama is a play, radio or television Poetry conveys our feelings Poetry is a different variation of Rhythms, tone or sounds Poetry gives us an idea Poetry is...

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The world could use more people like Nicholas Winton Living to the age of one-hundred-six is amazing, but what he did to save hundreds of children from certain death will leave you stunned A kind compassionate man from England and a stockbroker by trade As Hitler and his war machine just before the start of world war two...

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The joy of birth, the growing up, leads us to adore our lovely babies. But not, alas, without the toils of life. Because we experience a lack of sleep, contend with baby vomit, or idiotically putting on his boxer shorts completely the wrong way around. Yet all is part of being loving to a newborn child. Sometimes I get the weird, unworldly feeling that...

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Award-winning actor Nicholas Cage - “Cappola” he was born with. “Cage” is for stage! He made a quest to find the Holy Grail. No news of that; it must have been a fail....

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Marianne Moore 'SAINT NICHOLAS' ________   / _ \    =====/ \/   [{•)(•} ] °   [  ||    ] ¥¥¥¥¥¥¥    ¥¥¥¥¥ ¥¥¥ ¥...

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St. Nicholas was a right merry ol’ soul Making children happy was his entire life's goal, With a pack full of toys For all good girls and boys For centuries, his dedication we extol. Written November 27, 2022...

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A little girl approached her mother and said to her one day "Santa Claus is not real, that's what all my friends say" Her tears began to well up and she started to cry And said "Mommy, Is Santa Claus real or is he a lie ?". Her mom was taken aback that she'd been put to the...

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trees lift up their skirts curtsy to storm Nicholas slug back in armour 9/14/2021...

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* I wrote my first poem 2 years ago, to celebrate, I've written this poem where I've stole my own rhymes from my own poems and morphed it all together enjoy I'm a quick wit picnic with sick tricks mentally a fantastic acrobatic doing spins and splits physically but there's always more too learn and more wood too burn big...

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Hello. I am a 20 year military veteran with a service connected disability and I don’t work. I was born in a very small rural town with one general store that still had a kerosene pump next to a gas pump. Moving closer to the city I had more friends besides my brother, but when...

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People called "Nicholas" that actually use the whole word as their name, I bet they're not worth knowing. Issues clearly. People that shorten it to "Nick", overlook the fact, it's literally a nasty sound, ick ick. That's why I'm Trim, always Trim, or Trimmer, Trim Trimmer, chicken dipper rimmer. Nameisms on Facebook make me a victim, a pain inflicting victim Nick...

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December’s the month all the children hold dear. It’s getting close, the time it draws near. You’ll peep out the curtain out through the window. Awaiting the sleigh bell ring, and the first Christmas snow. Where will he land with his sleigh and his deer? I know it is magic, this one night of the year. When all children are equal,...

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Who's the big fat reddest suit the children shout excited. Who'll take presents from his bag and hand them proof enlighted. Who shouts ho fat ho fat ho Laughs for children brash and brough. Cracks the whip of Christmas Spirit Beckons kids to sit and stare at. Fuels the weir for Christmas wishes. and calls communion Saint Nick Merrit. JOLLY OLD SAINT NICHOLAS...

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Europe claims a lengthy list of lusty wars One graced the Church with Brother Lawrence A giant of a man, hated being dishwasher and cobbler At a large monastery in Lorraine, France After the Thirty Years War, intimacy with Jesus Made him forget every pain, his lame leg, isolation As he came to know and see Grace face to face Practising God's...

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A little girl said to her mother one day "Santa's not real, that's what my friends say" Her tears welled up and she started to cry And said" Is he real or is it a lie ?". Her mom was shocked that she had been put to the test And decided telling the truth would be for the best She thought...

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