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Best Poems Written by Sandra Larkins

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Quiet Heart

A quiet heart
Is a beauty of art.
It’s so special in its own way.
When the nature of love touches
It’s there to stay
Feelings are so strong but silent.
For a quiet heart there’s no goodbye.
The beauty you see through the eyes.

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Just Call Me Abuse

My name is abuse that is all I need to say
But just for your sake I will go on anyway.
I take pride in putting people in financial bind.
My favorite thing to do is to work on your mind.
I will destroy all you can be and make you believe that you deserve me.
After awhile you have no self-esteem left all you can comprehend
Are only the thoughts of suicide and death?
There is another part of me the physical side.
This something I have to be very cleaver on for this is very hard to hide.
I will take you from drinking soda out of mugs.
To entertainment by sniffing and using all hard-core drugs
I will take a beautiful woman and turn her into a punching bag.
When I am finished she will look like an old washed up hag.
Yes I can do all of this and yes I do mean to brag
I will turn faces all black and blue.
Oh look out I am going to get you too.
Oh no I’m not finished yet.
I can destroy your emotions too do you want to make a bet
I will take a confident man and turn him into a child playing in the sand.
The most pleasure I get is to destroy relationships, they no longer were a 
wedding band.
When I am finished with you nothing will ever be the same.
You will always be keeping your guard up always being in shame.
I will take all your family love
Then turn it into hate to shove.
I love to destroy remember my name is abuse.
What form of pleasure do you want me to use?

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Heart Strings

Childhood days are only stories to my children they are told
I found myself traveling down the old country road.
Up and down hills around the bend there it stood.
Old country house empty and bare near the woods.
Held in my hands was the skeleton key.
Childhood days came to life as far as I could see.
A water pump then there was the cold stream.
In my mind I can hear laughter and childhood screams.
There was the barn where we worked and played.
Fond memories of our animals and how we played in the hay.
There it stood the oak tree, what memories it brings.
Lots of laughter and fights over that tire swing.
Faded paint showed years of time upon the house, the porch still had our rocking 
chair.
It was the place we gathered around to complain how life was unfair.
On the corner of the porch the soft wind blows the old wind chimes.
The sound brings a rush of feelings of all the golden times.
Kitchen window was half open, fresh baked goods were always in the window 
seal.
Homemade meals tasted so good back then it was everyday no big deal.
Stepped into the house I didn’t find it empty and bare.
I felt all the given warmth and love still there.
On the wall in the hallway is the old coat rack.
Thoughts of family creates emotions came rushing back.
Over there is the stairway, where I had my first kiss.
Amazing the family, friends and childhood days that are deeply missed.
It was here my first steps and my first heartbreak of tears.
This is the place of mixture of laughter and tears of childhood years.
To you it may be just an old house; this place has my heart and soul.
I will always call it my home; it will never be forgotten, as I grow old.

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Reflections of the Soul

Between two worlds life hovers like a star.
We sparkle from afar.
There have been tears and a breaking heart for thee.
Remembering when I stood beneath the fresh green tree.
Through the green leaves he lifted my walls of gray.
There were no words to say.
Thy gentle hand clasped into mine.
Seen in his eyes was an inner shine.
His heart more truly knew that peal too well
That it ran much deeper then bodies of a shell.
Seen through the darkness of his eyes a lingering love shines.
Could thy eyes have been following mine?
We slowly started for our souls are wanting there.
Moments will turn into memories that we both will share.
My soul trembles as it glows.
With my whole being I feel internal love my heart knows.
I cherish the tenderness of the mountain shadow kiss
Which in my heart still gleams for moments stand still for they are missed.
Our feelings are perchance of heavenly birth.
Which in reality couldn’t remain on earth.
Reflections of his soul that is nature packaged so neat.
I recall upon thee night so sweet.
He nurtured and taught I to be me so dear.
Listen with thy heart not thy ear.
The deepest trace of love is still there.
For it marks the fire still sparkling in his eyes of those moments we shared.
In returns of sweetness by nature given
In softest innocence back to heaven
The gateway of the smiling sky
There are love will lay we sparkle from afar
Our moments are captured in the evening star.

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Echoes From the Grave

Some one out there please help me.
This is not real for I am only sixteen this can’t be.
The nightmare began on a beautiful summer day.
I pleaded and begged until I got my way.
A white lie was told.
Helping friends move a truck to unload.
They gave me the ground rules.
I walked away thinking they were the fools.
Riding around in the car as a passenger feeling so proud.
We were all talking, laughing and the music playing so loud.
Some of us were smoking and drinking just a few.
Everyone started acting goofy as teenagers do.
All of once the crash happened before we knew.
There were screams heard, people and objects flew.
Everything is dark I can’t see.
No matter how hard I try, I can’t breathe
Their words echoes, the doctors said I died.
My loved ones I heard them all cry.
It was just a little white lie, to have a little bit of fun you know.
Everything is pitch black, where did everyone go?
Please I beg of you help me make this nightmare end.
Forgive me it was a lie to spend time with friends.
Wait, wait don’t leave me.
I am not dead; I am only sixteen this can’t be.

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Apart

Dear Mommy,

Hush mommy don’t whimper a sound.
In your heart I can be found.
They took you away from me I don’t know why.
Be brave mommy don’t cry.
It will always be see you latter but never goodbye.
They call this home the days are long.
You are my home with you I belong.
Keep wishing on stars because you love me I am not far.
Mommy rests now close your eyes and dream.
Remember all the things we did we still are a team.
Mommy you miss me
things will be better you will see.
I keep your picture in my backpack.
I keep you with me so I can talk and sleep with you when the night is black.
Mommy don’t shed a tear.
We may be together next a year!
Mommy you told me rainbows are from God
full of colors for hope and wishes not to sob.
I will find one so our wish to be together it will be.
Mommy I remember your smile and please don’t forget me!
Mommy being apart hurts my heart.
With my colors I drew a rainbow and a kiss for you its my picture art.
I love you I am waiting for you.
Maybe tomorrow you will come and get me.
Mommy I know someday we will be together again you will see.

Love your Child.

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Remembering Thee

The heaven and earth with all that is found in them.
I am ever so captivates by him
I thee freeborn wonder of thee mountain air
Saw that light of love so crystal clear
His head is purest of gold his hair is wavy
Ever so dark as a raven
His spirit within has beauty of the countryside.
Mixture of passion of pride
His heart is an open door of gold
With every delicacy of both new and old
As the rain and snow come down from heaven
My heart has gone out to him warmth his given.
I the free born wonder of thee mountain air
Has found the one my heart loves so dear
I held him my heart shouldn’t let him go
He’s my spirit of fountain youth to flow.
Without him my eyes over flows with tears
Time has drawn near
I have placed him like a seal over my heart to cherish
As for he has placed a veil over his heart to perish.
In his eyes a fire an eternal blazing flame.
Shinning ever brighter till the full light of day his soul is the same.
Our days are like a fleeting shadow he’s hiding under the flesh.
Experienced in battle made for himself the courage
Remembering thee time we have embraced
Every moment is carried in our souls leaving a blazing trace.
The heaven and earth with all that is found in them
I will always love him.

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Mr. Jenkins

Mr. Jenkins lived in a small town
Everyone knew him from miles around.
He delivered the newspaper door to door.
It was always on time everyday a quarter past four.

His family was the town’s people
He felt well loved like an old steeple.
The same place everyday he ate lunch
Never asked of anything for he didn’t need much.

As he opened the old dinner door
Everyone greeted him as they have done hundred times before.
They all gathered around
Hanging their heads without a sound.

Their faces were long and sad.
What is it? Mr. Jenkins asked are you mad?
Did I pass someone by?
Then you could hear some one sigh.

No Mr. Jenkins we won’t need your paper services no more.
He got up and stood by the door.
Mr. Jenkins the paper will be in your mail, sorry but we don’t need you anymore.
He nodded his head as he went out the door.

The next day the paper was in the mail
To the town’s people this was a big deal
In the headline news Mr. Jenkins was on front page.
It told the story of his life he was center stage.

Everyone gathered at the dinner to eat lunch
Everyone was quiet for there wasn’t a word or noise of such.
They was all feeling pretty bad
For what they read in the paper was pretty sad

Mr. Jenkins wasn’t needed anymore
This early morning Mr. Jenkins died at a quarter past four
He was a man well loved as he stepped through heavens door.

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Lingering Moments

Thy precious golden leaves of time
Only within a child they shine.
Lingering moments of a mother
Watching her little ones grow
A moment of silence
Beyond thought of her earthly guidance
She knows that yesterdays and tomorrows
Love will carry them on through life.
As night drifts in reaching out are arms
For goodnight hugs in belief that shields them from harm.
Her voice is softly spoken she whispers gifts of love will always be there.
Hold them closely within your heart to share.
She watches them sleep with a feeling of tenderness
She kisses her precious little ones with gentleness.
Knowing the touch of their smiles the echoes of their laughter lingers.
Lifetime moment remembering every part of then from their toes to their fingers
All of her joy is fulfillment in itself for nothing can measure.
She is a mother capturing moments of pleasures.
She feels her children are her priceless treasures.
Through laughter and tears
In her heart are lingering moments of those years.
Those given moments are memories she holds so dear.
She is a grandmother looking upon thee gifts of love.
That has been held closely to their hearts, she prays for them up above.
The precious golden leaves of time
Only within thy precious gifts of love they shine.

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Whispering Flame

There are times I think of the past
We tried so hard to make us last.
Unspoken words were read
There were tons of tears that were shed.
Life between us created reality road
Things were buried still left untold
Hanging over me is a secret I can no longer hide
Truth needs to be said in you I confide.
No matter how much time goes by 
these feelings I can’t erase deep inside.
Forever we may be apart.
Wanted you to know you are always in my heart.
The way things were, the way they are, and you know the rest.
Thoughts of you from my heart I wish you the best.
Everyday there are thoughts of you wondering
asking could have I done more is something I ponder
Gathered thoughts of what went wrong
Captured feelings are held in my heart keeps me strong.
A wish upon a star
comes from the heart that no harm comes near or far.
Wishful emotions stir as I stare in a candle flame.
Whispering goodnights are never the same.
Silently emotions are expressed for heartfelt words are said
Each and every night before I go to bed.
I just wanted you to know I love you.
You are apart of my soul that my heart will never let go.