Shana Poems - Poems about Shana

A heavy heart this papa doth air signals necessary pang... this father must bear though...with muted pomp and circumstances I cheer stunning transformation unbelievable, sans thee as youngest daughter doth commensurately commandeer her life by the figurative horns buck haws self reliance mandatory to attain indomitable survival deer to push comfort zones she lucked out with genetics that didst electioneer despite inherent trepidation and fear, she (beloved, emboldened, invincible, et cetera)...

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Screaming writhing violent uncontrollable spasms of abandonment immediately followed her (like Mary's lamb) where e'er she went verbal communication attempt didst rent ear piercing outpouring barrage heard clearly by vested gent, a bajillion miles away e'en stymying the likes of Lois Lane, Clark Kent or special ABC letter writ agent, when aforementioned younger daughter raged day and night without abatement soon after our baby's birth agonizing distress self...

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solely reduced to communicate via my choice online mode (ease of use preference via Facebook Messenger), candidate said Modus Operandi aye find tubby great even though this papa doth hate to say "good bye..." after lingering delay followed by "I love you" ...

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born two days after ole Punxsutawney i.e. the Doctor Phil - of woodchucks Latin Name = Marmota Monax nest resembled Rastafarian hair weave, which creature rattled with ire and peeveishness, when rudely roused from his abode February fourth two thousand nine hundred and ninety nine just two days after said groundhog got prodded to predict,...

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a boon against strife wool worth effort and propensity to revel qua biological miracle re: said offspring did inadvertently teach me lessons of life to cherish and savor each giggle, laughter and smile amidst cramped apartment plus feeling discombobulated frustration bubbling rife introducing yours truly to tha hen pecked moody blue wife. pockmarks can vouchsafe this...

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Subtitled: A Quiz Sic Hull Emotionally Test Ting Senior Event Valedictorian treads across makeshift platform i.e. most likely auditorium stage marked by pronounced hushed audience, who exude a collective sigh lent sage laden tour de force vis a vis inhaling, notating, and regaling gleeful yet pained page turned -...

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How quick capitalone two-step flickr ring imperceptibly, kneaded asper byte sized LivingSocial ties, linkedin and massaged viz MineCraft flight of fancy outlook with plenti full confidence, faith, and inherent lettered oblations height ten ing to serve snapchatting amidst soundcloud, thence spring boarding into unknown ether akin to a kite hing...

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Shana Aubrey Harris born two days after ole Punxsutawney i.e. the Doctor Phil - of woodchucks Latin Name = Marmota Monax nest resembled a Rastafarian hair weave which creature rattled with ire and peeve ish ness, when rudely roused from his abode February fourth...

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“What…happened…to…me? What…ab…ab…” Despite my new found breath, my speech was weak and lacking. “Hush little one.” A soft spoken voice was heard though she did not move her mouth to say the words. “You are safe now. Ashtira is calm. You have done what you were set to do in your quest. Hush.” I closed my eyes and let myself slip slowly...

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I turned away and faced the crashing white rapids. My evergreen hunting dress whipped in the wind with my copper hair. I took a deep breath and jumped. I felt the spray before the crushing force of the furious river of Ashtira . I knew. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* The crashing Ashtira swallowed Clarisa up like a famished Lunadford scourges a helpless fox before...

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I leaned back and rubbed my work – weary eyes as the stress of teaching left my mind. The children were playing a few yards away from me. Their cheerful laughter could easily be heard above the din of voices. I checked on them briefly, then turned to the sky that stretched out in a seamless blue. Occasional clouds floated...

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love late,half turn,work the people demand their food i just wanted time...

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Will you be my eve the one God has made from me flesh of my flesh blood of my blood heaven sent from above my one and only true love Alone I lie asleep waiting for god to you to me I open my eyes to see the most beautiful thing I've known to be My heart pounds fast my knees get weak The...

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