Pickard Poems - Poems about Pickard

...Reality Ashes to ashes, dust to dust Death will come to all of us Bottled ashes or six feet underground Thoughts are empty; we utter no sound Here today, maybe gone tomorrow Feeling lost, sad......

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...There is a young man who loved the sea He could read the stars and winds by age three He loved to venture along the Alaska shores Leaning the ocean at the age of four He would read of the sea and......

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...Sometimes when life falls apart at the seams Just sit by yourself and begin to daydream Think back, if you can, to pleasurable times Chill for a while and rest the mind Daydream about life and th......

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...A September of embers: Even though time in years have filtered past The tears and sadness of that day will last Friends, family members, or just someone we knew Blood splattered faces, a sad......

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...Born terminal Ashes to ashes dust to dust Death will ultimately come to us Here today and hopeful tomorrow The end comes quick then overcome by sorrow One day it will arrive for each one of......

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...Memories. Memories are thoughts stored from the past Many are lost; others seem to last When you think of good times way back then Just being alone or time with a friend You think of your ......

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...Childhood As I close my eyes and drift back in time The thoughts of being young come to mind When I was four, people were as tall as trees Looking ahead, all I saw was knuckles and knees Whe......

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...Pills We take them for energy and take them for sleep Men take them for sex for things they can't keep Some take them to calm their everyday lives Some take them for sex and satisfy their wives......

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...Youth When we were young, nothing worried us at all. From spring through summer through winter and fall We built forts from boxes some four feet high We climbed trees like monkeys some went to ......

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...A New Life When a baby is born, it's like a fresh spring day Being a healthy one is what all parents pray The pain and struggle a mother indulges With bigger breast and stomach that bulges Cu......

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...Aging puppet When I opened my eyes, I recall the weirdest dream I was an aging puppet time breaking my strings Years ago, I enjoyed a younger life Now my strings are being cut by an age-old k......

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...Poetry Poetry comes from deep down within Expressing your feelings from beginning to end The smooth flow of words create a distinctive rhyme Writing creative thoughts on a seamless line You......

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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 begi......

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...First Love I thought about my very first love last night I dreamed I kissed and squeezed her so tight On several occasions, she still comes to mind The love she gave was so soft and kind She ......

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...Years ago, someone caught my eye The smell of perfume and her beauty as she passed by She sad just finished a dance and was exiting the floor I was shy but asked if she could dance once more She ......

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