Richards Poems - Poems about Richards

Richard’s Love Letter Through distinct beaten paths we’ve wandered and journeyed Gliding through the fog of the mundane days; scurried, hurried, worried In quest of happiness by mans standard Culminating bleeding hearts, a soul so armored Perceiving a sense of doom, a lonely end Pain so deep that the days and nights blend Through stormy days, there shone...

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Martin Richards. Little martin Richards; lived a short life here on Earth. On Monday April the 15th of 2013 - Someone decided to cut his life short. It happened at the finished line of the Boston Marathon. little Martin was there with his Mom, watching his father run in the Marathon. he was running to go and congratulate his father, when a bomb exploded...

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I cannot tell a story nor stretch a line From brim to brim of love and fame Without the mention of your name. You have a way to make narratives shine Sweet story teller, motherly, kind Every moral packed properly in place Every word a lesson spelled with grace Such a book is made for quiet evenings When we unpack memories; it will...

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Your beauty astounds me, your voice enchants me, And i'll never hear a sound so sweet, Until I depart for Hades shore, Your voice holds me like a statue, it lilts so soft and gentle, And it would drive me crazy to, to never hear another word from you, But whist destracted by your voice another feature attracts my eye, My heart began to...

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Always beyond reach Is the one thing that I seek. I’ve known it for quite some time, But through all attempts to put out of mind It always seems to come crawling back. It has been stolen by others, Been moved away far out of my grasp. I’ve watched it be treated well, And been nearly destroyed by the reckless. Each time it gets...

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On a couple of acres of land, Lives a Southern Californian heart. With rangeland a scenic backdrop, She lives in her state’s Northern part. Surrounded by mountains and meadows, Her heart’s full of camping memories. With many generations of creations, The good Lord has blessed her family. Mt. Shasta’s seen from her window, And cattle, coyotes, and mountain lizards. With a love for music, movies,...

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“Sir Cliff Richard ” I do wish I could meet you, properly I mean, To actually speak to you, would be a dream. I’ve been to see you three times during the last few years, Although sitting watching you almost reduced me to tears, Tears of happiness that is, I hasten to add. I’ve adored you from afar, since you were...

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I Euphonious today is the tone And though tomorrow is shrouded , unknown, I trust it holds a blissful opaline pod And to this repose a prayer to our Lord and God. II Some court are songless and dark Some have lost...

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