Starr Poems - Poems about Starr

Tho' right-handed instruments the two do play yet one is downside up left-handed musicians both are they or seem to sup from a similar southpaw cup and if you follow the trail of crumbs they lead to Jimi the Starr of guitar and stick to Ringo the Hendrix of drums ...

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Tho' right-handed instruments the two do play yet one is downside up left-handed musicians both are they or seem to sup from a similar southpaw cup and if you follow the trail of crumbs they lead to Jimi the Starr of guitar and stick to Ringo the Hendrix of drums ...

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Paul wrote songs he sang with his guitar. The “cute” one, he has come amazingly far! The “smart” one John went successfully solo, but one tragic day got murdered by a nut. George, smoker, lead guitarist and spiritual, “quiet” one, got cancer. He’d composed “Here Comes the Sun.” Ringo, the Beatles’ drummer, met his second wife filming “Caveman.” They’ve enjoyed a long, rich life....

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Leaving her mother at the birthing center, My heart throbbed with unease and fear, But when I heard she arrived safe and sound, A smile lit up, wiping away every tear On October 7th, Illiana Starr was born, A burst of delight, a Starr shining bright, Solely captivating all who adorn, Her presence, a beacon of pure light Eliyana, a gift from above, With...

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In Remembrance of Trevor John Starr 1st September 1945 – 5th November 2016 For Trevor There are no words for you to say to someone you’ve loved so long Brother, Husband, Father, Pop the parting just seems wrong and now it’s time to say goodbye as you try hard, to be so strong You remember all they have been through the love, the trouble, the...

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Belle hung out and consorted with outlaws, So folks shunned her and called her a scoff law; But things aren't as they seem, And though not squeaky clean, 'Twas the men in her life who were outlaws. Sam Starr was a Cherokee man. They married and lived on the land. To friends who were weary, They gave sanctuary, In their home out on Cherokee...

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Starr You walked with us. You talked with us. You texted us. Now we miss you. You had the flu. You are our glue. We will miss the busses. We use to play in boxes. We said no. When you would glow. You were loud. And you were proud. You listened to music. And laughed...

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Look at you sitting there With your chubby hand Holding my heart with your laugh Knowing where I stand.... Sweet Baby Starr I know where you are Starring at you sleeping Listening to your baby breath Waiting for your laugh Hearing the morning sounds Under the white mounds Praying a mother’s prayer While stroking your golden hair.... You are the reason I could fly My baby Star You are the...

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