Pals Poems - Poems about Pals

Zebras and giraffes are pals with wows! Like pygmy goats and milking cows If predators are close, giraffes sound the alarm Zebras run with their herd to avoid death or harm...

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I watch my years flow by from chair, from sofa, bed. I watch my life go by. And life sees me go by - my folks, my friends, my pals. How long will this go on? What do they think of me as they can see me pass so swiftly, this way, that? Little life goes by from chair, from sofa, bed. What now is there...

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Many purple poets with so much to say Can’t read them all but teal try anyway I heard red heart beat from white page Was in your cherry chest but I felt it anyway I green gain from poems good and bad I like them short long strong happy sad I like them peach weak very inspiring Like comforting soul...

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I am pen pals with the reaper and although he never writes back he’s my closest friend. I write him daily though not through the words of a young man but rather through the pain I display on my wrists. I see him everywhere, opportunities to meet him laying in the kitchen draw, draw upon...

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I remember a group of little ones Playing in the sun having fun Each one a mate and a cobber true All having a say in what we’d do We grew to care for each other specially Inseparable together laughing so easily Alan was the best sportsman Playing football and cricket was at his command As we grew we knew that life...

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You know I heard that right? The unfair screaming at yourself, unrelenting. That’s not okay tonight. Even if you think it’s acceptable venting. Because hearts hurt and you can’t really heal. When every time it gets a layer, you rip off the peel. Who told you to talk like that? Who said that’s how...

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Their faces are still there; caricatures and cameos, grinning mugs and jug ears. Cheering, jeering chums that would phone at four in the morning to garble drunken thoughts, make momentous plans, or borrow ten quid. The oddball humorist and part-time suicide, the drama queen contesting her own shadow, the poet who never wrote a poem. The mon ami and mon amie that drank for you when you could drink no...

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Friends forever. One of my best friends died today Left me before I had the chance to say Exactly what I always wanted to express My favorite friend one of my best Friends from the beginning friends to the end Best of friends so deep within Friends are those you'll love to remember Regardless of who regardless of gender The people you've shared...

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Laughter with old pals, like an immaculate song can't be out of tune It is life dancing in lightheaded wisp of time- a glass always full -Nicola An...

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Ricketee Rocketee Ellen DeGeneres hosts her talk show with her funniest moods Loves kids who went viral child-fun celebrity take brainy kids at show gives gifts or foods Papayee Mommyee Supernanny Jo Frost who runs to the rescue pal nine one once Expert on time-out base authoritarian imposed her strict home rules after child’s punch Jan. 4, 2021...

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Precious people, pals Yearning for the open air A breath of fresh enlightenment Discovered in a group of friends Getting together to share the moments With a loving spirit of hope and promise For happiness found within a crowd Partiers, vibrant and loud Opening hearts and shouting delight Into the happy place Where music is a part And lights beam all around Welcoming the noise that resounds Echoing...

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We are the pals brigade me lads, the finest that you've seen. We tilled the land just like our dads or picked the coal black seam. And now we're off to a foreign clime to show Fritz a trick or two. But we'll be back by Christmastime, to spend it home with you. We are the pals brigade me boys, taking longer than we...

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~~~~~~~ Pals Their faces are still there; caricatures and cameos, amigo mugs and jug ears. Cheering, jeering chums that would phone at four in the morning to garble drunken thoughts, make momentous plans, or borrow ten quid. The oddball humorist and part-time suicide, the drama queen contesting her own shadow, the poet who never wrote a poem. The mon ami that drank for you when you could drink no more. Long after...

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*Image of Santa Claus, Snowman, Holidays. Xmas Pals As seasonal passage conjures two friends, Winter paint faces full of joy and cheers, St. Nick and Frosty, all children then befriends, Both are treasures to precious little dears. Winter paint faces full of joy and cheers, Gaze the sky for Santa's sleigh o'er the glens, Both are treasures to precious little dears, Made Frosty...

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In all the years upon this site which are too many to mention it's been such a joyful exuberant time bringing out to me friendly reaction I couldn't mention all I've met it would mean writing my largest piece now I know your kindness abounds to me so want to hold it close never to cease So much encouragement to spur me on to...

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