These Days Poems - Poems about These Days

There aren't enough hours in the day to do all I need to do and for me to be there with you not enough days in the week to go where I want to be or for you to be here with me and tho' someone said, 'Crime don't pay,' in a moment you stole my heart away you're guilty don't want to lose you an...

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The world has changed in so many ways It's nothing like the good old days There was only 3 channels on the TV and we boiled a kettle to make the tea Lots of fresh air playing outdoor in the sun Football hopscotch just having fun Having a Picnic in the park getting home Before...

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Amazing, beautiful Sunshine Moonlight Nighttime Brightness Clouds in the air Whispering winds flowing Blowing unknowingly Days upon days Elated, joyful The days. ...

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When dancing round your handbag on the dance floor was a thing. When Bowie was major Tom and Elvis was king. When your only worry was what to ware on a Friday night. When your tops were midriff and your skirts were tight. When you got home from the night club and fell through the door. When...

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So many days have passed Too many to count Not that I would want to know But the thing to remember The more days behind me The fewer there are ahead But I’m not afraid of that last day Maybe I will spend that day drinking Or I may find another way to be in trouble I can be sure of one thing: I...

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Greetings, joyous May! Welcome, enchanting Month of May! What wisdom and wonders do you bring to light? Reflecting on the frosty days of January, the playful pulse of February, and the turbulent winds of March— As we embrace the dawn of a new beginning, What treasures do you hold ...

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Why is Sumner such a short time? Just getting started, then running into half past summer. July seems to be the half way mark, August is almost here. August will turn into September then into October, then fall will be here. Fall with cooler days, a pretty carpet of colorful leaves covering the ground....

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The cloud swallowed up his plane, As she said a little prayer. “Soon,” he had said at the last, “Soon our new life will begin.” Seven days after, it came; The notepaper edged in black. “I regret to inform you…….” What Happened After poetry contest Sponsor - Nette Onclaud 18/07/25 ...

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All that I am I gave away For just to come and see The ever-dying summer day With sunlight through your tree You’ve gone, but on the record Your voice remains with me It takes about split second To change the time, to be Back in the endless days To see again your smile You’re talking through November haze I answer from July.. ...

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Te quiero , I love You,Ti amo, there have been songs endearing some worth sharing some I dare not romantic lyrics sounds you hear it I Love You sounds great when your the number one guy tell me I love you when I'm bruised by your loving and I'll ask myself why Fussing and cussing all about with a tear in my eye and you say I'm foolish and I...

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I look back to the halcyon days When Mrs Johnson, A comely widow, ran fruitful Errands for the new railway, and for Our undeveloped district. A frail, little maid in green cardigan And sable wool hat for new mourners, She read the New Testament With zest, from Matthew to Revelation. And she battled with the stress of inheritance At the foot of her husband’s death...

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I've seen it all Very crystal clear How people Judge and condemn What they don't understand or can't control. I've seen it all Without a blurry vision How people spit at you When you hit the rock bottom. I've seen it all The support is small When you're building But very massive When you start winning. I've seen it all I keep contemplating...

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If we'd lived in olden days days of yore the golden days and I were a troubadour I'd serenade you with my lute unless I had a flute to toot or go more than the extra mile and sing a song to make you smile not with the end of a lance would I beg my lady's favour but gallantly request a dance mayhaps a carol...

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Looking back on my younger days and in that summer haze you were the pearl my girl in my oyster the whole wide world so many memories of you me and how we used to be but of photographs far too few altho' we did have a laugh a two now all growing dim and grey with the fading shades of day etched in my...

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Could we not at least exchange some crummy anecdotes about our recent pasts some poorly recalled bus stop or shop incidents semi memories of there was this time when I'll take any half digested subvocal passing thoughts and an inappropriate and unvoiced yet sincerely held opinion which you know is safe with me Throw me a crumb here and I'll toss you the...

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