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Showing posts with label Poems. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poems. Show all posts

Monday, May 5, 2008

Colours


The Colours of Love

Blue...
for the times we are apart for whatever reason, however long...

Yellow...
For the sunshine in your smiles....

Green...
For the "spring" in your step when you see me...

Silver...
For the gleam in your eye....

Red...
For when you blush when caught doing something sweet...

Purple...
For the vibrancy in your laughter...

Gold...
For how you enrich my life....

The Colours of Love Merge to form a magnificant rainbow Of dreams, wishes, wants and needs All brought true by you.....

vjr i_want April 2nd, 2000

Friday, April 11, 2008





Comforting Angels




An Angel kissed my tears away

today when I was sad


I wasn't feeling quite myself

my day had been so bad


I felt a warmth brush by me

that quickly dried my tears


A gentle, kind, and loving touch

that seemed to hold me near.


Immediately, I felt so much better

and the day seemed brighter too


I guess that's just the way you feel

when an Angel comforts you.





author unknown

Wednesday, February 6, 2008

Poems

Hope Is the Thing With Feathers

"Hope" is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul
And sings the tune without the words
And never stops at all,

By Emily Dickinson


Friday, January 18, 2008

Poem

Finish Every Day


Finish every day and be done with it.
You have done what you could.
Some blunders and absurdities
no doubt have crept in;
forget them as soon as you can.

Tomorrow is a new day;
begin it well and serenely
and with too high a spirit
to be cumbered with
your old nonsense.

This day is all that is
good and fair.
It is too dear,
with its hopes and invitations,
to waste a moment on yesterdays.


by Ralph Waldo Emerson

Friday, January 11, 2008

Poem



Dreams

All people dream, but not equally.
Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their mind,
Wake in the morning to find that it was vanity.

But the dreamers of the day are dangerous people,
For they dream their dreams with open eyes,
And make them come true.

by D.H.Lawrence