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Patsy Buckner Poem
Where have you gone Sweet Mother Of Mine
To that Wonderful Sparkling City
Paved with Golden Streets
And Pearly Gates
Where You'll Shed No More Tears
And have No Fears
Oh' Sweet Mother Of Mine
Thru brilliant stars Your soul did fly
Across that Heavenly sky
To join the Heavenly Host of Angelical Beings
In search of that Ivory Coast
To plant Your Spiritual Feet
With Jesus Christ our Lord and Saviour
Oh' Sweet Mother Of Mine
To visit with Loved Ones
Who've gone Home before You
Must be a Sweet Reunion Indeed
Just a few short days and I shall join You
From the Cradle to the Grave
Oh' Sweet Mother Of Mine
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From the moment You were born
We knew You were Special
Just had that Special Spark For Life
Daughter
You strove to be better than Your peers
From the earliest ages
You always learned from others mistakes
So You wouldn't have to go through the same ones too
Our Daughter - Woman Extraordinary
You're always trying to better Yourself
I'm sure You'll Succeed
In all of Your Endeavors
You've accomplished much more in Life
Than I ever saw for Myself
A Musician, Writer, Accountant and Wife
Our Daughter - Woman Extra Ordinar'
God Bless
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Where are you today
My Illusive Butterfly
Fluttering around
Among beautiful flowers
Amid fluffy billowy clouds
Or perched on a
Dainty stem of primrose
Or a nearby limb
Of a mighty Oak
Looking out at the world
Through the multi eyes of
My Illusive Butterfly
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From the exact day your Daddy
said we'd conceived You
Exactly nine months, to the day,
we retrieved you
It is said You are so much like him
It's a wonder that I was even there
What is a "spitting image" do tell
Because I wouldn't want it
in my mouth to begin with
I thought Sons were supposed
to look like their Daddy's
After all, they're born out of Love
Or did I miss something, somewhere
God Bless
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Our Love was a young Love
That was said would never last
From 'Nam through Bush
We've stood the test of time
It may not be that hot, steamy,
lustful Love we once shared
But it's a steady compassionate,
respectful, reverence we share
We're still crazy about each other
It's oh' so plain to see
By the way we bicker and fight
all too frequently
Shall we say, We've both gotten
the better part of each others' lives
Thank Heaven for Miracles
we've made it thus far
It still gives me a thrill to see
that sparkle in his eye
From across a crowded room
He'll attempt to turn me on
I just hope he never loses
that love and desire
that he has for me
We're devoted to each other
It was our destiny
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Come lay me down in the cool green grass
Speak sweet nothings to me over again
Tell me you still love me over and over again
I need you more now than ever
Don't ever let me go
Stay close to me for ever
Let's stay lover's forever and ever
It keeps our Hearts young and bold
Not to mention our bodies in shape
With this vigorous exercise routine
I've lost my rhythm and rhyme
For the night
So I guess it's time to turn in
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As I sit here I wonder why,
Why, My Lost Love
Why couldn't it have worked
Why My Love
We each knew our Love for each other
But knew what the consequences would have been
So we went our separate ways
Knowing full well, We'd never
Be totally Satisfied Again
Until We could be together
Why Lost Love, Why
Is there some meaning to this Madness
I sit and Cry for You, My Love
Knowing why I stayed in this situation,
Does nothing to ease my pain
I Miss You, My Lost Love
You have forever been in my thoughts Love
If there Is A God In Heaven,
Surely, He'll Give Us Another Try
My Love
I try so hard to be strong,
To show no signs of distress
Yet, he knows something is wrong,
Senses a change in me
He's trying so hard,
To make right the unjustly wrongs
Lost Love
Yet my thoughts and fantasies remain
Around our times in each others embrace
I only wish I could have told you again in person
But I'm sure You already know
There'll Never Be Another
My Love, My Lost Love
Is there supposed to be a grieving period
I don't know, I only know I hurt,
A deep Soul Hurting
Like a part of me has died
Love, Lost Love
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I search in vain
I run here and yonder
Wondering how I have missed you
I wake myself crying
Many a night, sometimes
Remembering why, often times not
Is this madness, surely not
Is it just wishful dreaming
God wouldn't be so cruel.
Love was definitely there
It was mutual
Will I ever find you
Surely you can't be an illusion
I still imagine our times together
Were just yesterdays and
One day will be our tomorrows
They say, Hind Sight is 20-20.
I wish, I would have listened
To my Heart years ago.
I think there is a lot
Of truth to that saying.
Maybe it's better to break
A Heart when it's young.
It hardens harder,
Makes it tough
Makes it stop caring so much.
Maybe I'll find you in my dreams,
We'll continue where we left off,
As it should have been and
Spend eternity making up for lost time.
As young as we were back then.
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Most people don't have love
Be Grateful you do
It could be gone in an instant
All in the blink of an eye
Stop wishing for what was
Be Grateful for what is
There are so many out there
Who have no one to share
Or have anyone who cares
Be Grateful for Your Love
And all the Love you share
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Where does the time go
Why do family members
And friends have to leave us
Endless questions, I'm so tired
I want to go to sleep too
I remember so vividly as a child
Family members and friends
So clearly
Yet, as each day passes
Their images fade a little more
In my mind
My mother, daddy, aunts, uncles,
Cousins, and friends
And endless sea of faces in
Front of me
Wishing I could speak to them again
Wondering what they'd have to tell me
Knowing one day in the future,
Some of us will meet again
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