Sacramento Poems - Poems about Sacramento

... I was despondent that I had to leave them. Moving two thousand miles away, it was unlikely that I would ever see them again. They were trees, but it seemed somehow They knew that we would be fo......

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...“Women can change better’n a man,” Ma said soothingly. “Woman got all her life in her arms. Man got it all in his head.” “Man, he lives in jerks-baby born an’ a man dies, an’ that’s a jerk-gets a fa......

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... We were bused from Sacramento to Reno. We rode a train from Reno to Salt Lake City. We then bused from SLC to Kansas City. Somewhere along the I-80 route, we crossed the Great Divide. At t......

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... From Sacramento to Indianapolis, she accompanied me on the plane, ever reminding me that she was there. She lived with me day and night for a year or more, tightly holding my hands both physic......

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... “I thought about the former days, the years of long ago.” Psalms 77:5 NIV If you saw something beautiful in a people, a place, a thing; If you heard about something captivating and fantastic;......

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...driving our kids west . . . our past life vanishing in the rear view mirror I don’t recall many details about our move to California. My husband’s job had transferred him two states over to Cali......

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...When the season of splendor sprinkles the scent of sprightliness, when the koels and kingfishers sing hymns of hope and merrily waltz their wings of chartreuse dreams, and when from her day dre......

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...SUNDAY mornings and sunsets at their very best AND my neighbors were among the very best people COMMONALITY and Community embrace her atmosphere REALISTS make room for both optimists and pes......

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...I have been kissed by lots of breezes. I was kissed by a passing breeze; Like the humid breeze from the Gulf of Mexico. I was kissed by a passing breeze; Like that Chicago breeze from the Win......

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...Good morning, America. It's nice to spend a few quiet moments with you, moments of brief and sweet reflections that are as real to me as the morning dew. Such reflections represent a small fra......

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..."Can you feel the soul of an abandoned house; can you hear the whispering? " Quote by _Constance La France I suspect that most major cities have abandoned houses. I have lived in three large ......

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...Being privileged to have known scores of Americans known as 'the greatest generation', I attest to the reality of their greatness. Herein, greatness will not reference those who went off to war......

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...I have lived in three out of the four regions in America. My experiences in some of them have been less than civil. Issues in life, good and bad, may linger with us for life. Stories that plague......

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...Peace The lonely island The soothing water sounds The various shaped marshmallows in the sky The fish which live and travel under the water Wherever there is only pace is where I wish to be ......

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...Do you remember the days when handshakes were standard? Hugs and embraces were reserved for 'that something special'. Although I am not aware of such, I suspect there has been some study about 'th......

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