These have been submitted by my friends.
These have been submitted by my friends.
This first poem was written for me by my chat friend in Australia. He knows that I think of him as a special friend and I thank him for the poem. Hugs and kisses to him.
I have a friend I can not see
Yet she means the world to me
I try to talk to her every day
She makes me feel good in every way
She jokes, she laughs, she plays around
The whole of the time, her feet on the ground
She has simple thoughts, much like mine
And she is happy, most of the time
She is always giving, never taking
And sacrifices she is always making
With 5 kids and a husband to love her
She is happy to be a caring mother
She is the sweetest person you could meet
Other people just can't compete
She cares for others in so many ways
That's why I hope this brightens her day
I am yet to meet her, hopefully soon
Maybe one day, under a different moon
She's a friend you can't buy with money
She's a friend, who's name is Sunny
~Dog~
copyright© 1998
O my Luve's like a red, red rose
As fair thou art, my bonnie lass,
Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear,
And fare thee weel, my only Luve,
Robert Burns She Came
She came softly in the night,
A gentle breeze stirred the curtains near the open window,
She reached out with graceful hands
I heard the whispered words she spoke,
I followed her through smoke and haze,
Through the darkened skies we danced,
MY TEARS
My tears fall like the gentle rains do,
Each one a sad reminder of you.
They fall on my cheeks,
and roll down my face,
As I am trying to put all my
feelings back in place.
They are tears of pain and of regret,
For what was, and what will be yet.
They symbolize my hurt and despair,
How can you be so cruel as to just not care.
They are tears of pain from my heart,
From the heart that you carelessly
ripped all apart.....
~author unknown~
A Red, Red Rose
That's newly sprung in June:
O my Luve's like the melodie
That's sweetly play'd in tune!
So deep in love am I:
And I will love thee still, my dear,
Till a' the seas gang dry:
And the rocks melt with the sun;
I will luve thee still my dear,
When the sands of life shall run.
And fare thee weel a while!
And I will come again, my Luve,
Tho' it were ten thousand mile.
A shapeless form before my eyes
She drifted close, then moved away
and still her face remained unseen,
A fantasy implanted deep within my sleeping soul.
The moon glistened softly in the dark...and she returned..
Closer now...she came on unseen wings of silken threads..
Until at last my sleeping eyes could see
the silhouetted shadow of her face.
I heard the music of her laughter
as it echoed through my ears
to gently touch my sleeping eyes
And, as if by magic, I could see though still asleep.
I felt the softness of her lips
as they caressed my waiting cheek,
Her warm breath upon my neck sent
burning fires through my soul,
Her hair fell down across her face
as she leaned slowly 'cross my chest
And every hair that touched my skin left fire in its place.
Her tender touch felt cool as ice,
and light as falling snow
Lightening Flashed across the skies,
And the Wind began to blow.
I smelled her sweet perfume
And I looked into the fiery eyes
that seemed to light the room..
Again I felt her gentle touch
against my sleeping face,
I seemed to melt and float away
to some enchanted place.
Through emptiness and gloom,
We flew upon the stormy winds,
we flashed across the moon.
From star to star did skip,
And still I could not see the face
that held her laughing lip
My hands reached out to touch her,
But she vanished from my sight,
Leaving nothing but the memory
of when She Came Softly In The Night...
~author unknown~
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