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Michelle Wingrove Poem
He’s special to me
Not a bad trait in his body
Kind to the bone
He’d give you his last penny
I couldn’t fault him
I wouldn’t know how
My eldest son
I am very proud
He does well at school
His brain is in gear
The exams will phase him
He’ll pass
He will be in the clear
He helps in the home
Likes his money
Earns his crust
And never goes bust
I would be lost without him
You don’t know how much
I couldn’t explain
If we ever lost touch
Although that would never happen
For he is my son
The love I have
Is always and forever true
Copyright © Michelle Wingrove | Year Posted 2012
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Michelle Wingrove Poem
Cheeky little monkey
All sweetness and light
Huggable and cuddly
He brings such delight
He gets in moods a lot
And has a habit of annoyance
But you can’t stay mad with him long
Cos he is as cute as they come
I love my little Jordyn
I love him so much
I can’t explain
The closeness we have together
And his incredible touch
He is my baby boy
My youngest little man
The cheeky one
Of all the clan
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Michelle Wingrove Poem
Footsteps in the night as the rain came down
The creek of the open door
Shadows in the night
Stars shining bright
Creeping up the stairs
The closing of the door
She appeared as the clock struck twelve
The aroma I could smell
Walking upon the stairs
It slowly drifted into the night
The sleepless nights I have
Sitting worrying what would occur
Couldn’t help the pain I felt
Panic and anxious
Not knowing where or who
Why does this happen
I can’t explain
Selfishness I don’t know
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Michelle Wingrove Poem
The peaceful wish is too much to ask
Of my teenage daughter who wants a blast
Sleep would be nice
A life wouldn’t be so bad
But this is not a laugh
When she makes me mad
Her hormones are racing
Not a little girl
Where did she go
My sweet princess
I really don’t know
I just wish she would realise
The sacrifices I’ve made
But not anymore
She can make her own mistakes
Two little boys
All sweetness and light
They’ve been through the mill
But they are my rocks
Oh I could squeeze them tight
One day she will grow up
And be all nice again
Or has she gone for good
I hope that she will come again
Boys oh boys
Where did I go wrong
You two are so good
So I must have done something I should
I love you all
And that will never change
I just hope she remembers
What she has put us all through
My hubby and I are so strong
She nearly broke us
And tore us apart
I just want to ask her
If she has a heart
I don’t feel I know her
Like I used to
She has changed
And an exception
To the rule
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Michelle Wingrove Poem
Out with the old
And in with the new
Happy new year to you
Last year was tough
Exceedingly rough
But we see it through
This year I hope
Will be fun and exciting
Always great and extremely enchanting
I have a few goals coming this year
One is to write
To inform and excite
The other is to loose weight
Get rid of all those pet hates
This is the year
That I will achieve
I can feel it in my bones
It will be happy
And full of good cheer
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Michelle Wingrove Poem
I can hear the ghosts in the night
I wake up alone flickering the light
But when I awake
Nowhere to be seen
Except a voice
I hear from a far
Almost like an engine
Or someone revving up the car
I know I can hear them
But they all laugh at me
I have even seen them
Looking at me
Why Don’t they believe me?
It’s as if I’ve gone mad
They think I’m crazy
And believe I am mad
I am not I hear them in the night
Creeping in my room
Sitting on the edge of my bed
And then I awake and hear a loud boom
I gasp and jump up in fright
And then they disappear
And I wonder where
As I sit in fear of my life
But it all goes quiet
So I snuggle up tight
Copyright © Michelle Wingrove | Year Posted 2012
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