Short Gilmore Poems

Constance
Sarcastic, Mother, Loyal, Friend
Daughter of Mikal and Donna
Lover of writing, music, and moonlight
Who feels love, sadness, and hope
Who fears failure, flying roaches, and lonliness
Who would like to see Ireland, Puerto Rico, and Maine
Resident of Beaumont, Texas
Gilmore...

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For Princess Ann Gilmore
    ~Across the Pond~

I wish I could meet Princess Ann! 
I just know she would like me.
My royal calico fur, my gentleness.
My kind green eyes, she’d see.

I was just resting on Mum’s chair!
Dreaming of shells, England and the sea.
Just once, I prayed just once, dear God.
Please allow me, lovely Princess Ann to see!

   

        ~Love, Queen Irene~


              3-16-2022...

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As soft and gentle as the Eagle flies, it spreads its wing's
through the spacious skies. In its round about ways it 
circles the trees, with a gentle touch of a soft cool breese.
 
Beneathe its wings, the wind has caught, and lifts him up
but not alot, for it's up to him to find its place, or forever
the sky is all but space...
 

I have the permission of posting this poem on PS. This poem was sent to me originally from 
Todd Gilmore of Bunnell Florida...

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