Poems

To my children:

I love reading poems and I like writing them as well, so I'm gathering some of the poems that I wrote that I liked, and some written by other artist that I think are very beautiful. This particular poem is dedicated to my sons Richard & Dave, my daughter Dawn, and my grandson Andy whom have all passed on. I love and miss them all and would give anything to see them again. Unfortunately, that will never happen so I write about them. Love and miss you guys with all my heart.

God's Garden God looked around His garden And He found an empty place He then looked down upon the earth And saw your precious face He put His arms around you And lifted you to rest; God' s Garden must be beautiful He always takes the best. He knew that you were suffering He knew you were in pain He knew you' d never ever Get well on earth again. So He closed your weary eyelids And whispered " Peace be thine " Then He took you up to Heaven With Hands so gentle and kind. It broke our hearts to lose you But you did not go alone, For part of us went with you The day God welcomed you home. Author Unknown

Angel Kisses My four sweet angels From heaven above Are throwing me kiss All filled with great love. I hurry to grab them Back and forth I will dart They’re put in my pocket, So close to my heart. On the days when I’m down And I’m feeling so blue I’ll be comforted by kisses That are coming from you. I know you’re all happy And I’m happy too But I can’t help but wish  my arms were around you. -Written by: Shannon Tessier-

Cranky Old Man What do you see nurses? . . .. . .What do you see? What are you thinking .. . when you're looking at me? A cranky old man, . . . . . .not very wise, Uncertain of habit .. . . . . . . .. with faraway eyes? Who dribbles his food .. . ... . . and makes no reply. When you say in a loud voice . .'I do wish you'd try!' Who seems not to notice . . .the things that you do. And forever is losing . . . . . .. . . A sock or shoe? Who, resisting or not . . . ... lets you do as you will, With bathing and feeding . . . .The long day to fill? Is that what you're thinking?. .Is that what you see? Then open your eyes, nurse .you're not looking at me. I'll tell you who I am . . . . .. As I sit here so still, As I do at your bidding, .. . . . as I eat at your will. I'm a small child of Ten . .with a father and mother, Brothers and sisters .. . . .. . who love one another A young boy of Sixteen . . . .. with wings on his feet Dreaming that soon now . . .. . . a lover he'll meet. A groom soon at Twenty . . . ..my heart gives a leap. Remembering, the vows .. .. .that I promised to keep. At Twenty-Five, now . . . . .I have young of my own. Who need me to guide . . . And a secure happy home. A man of Thirty . .. . . . . My young now grown fast, Bound to each other . . .. With ties that should last. At Forty, my young sons .. .have grown and are gone, But my woman is beside me . . to see I don't mourn. At Fifty, once more, .. ...Babies play 'round my knee, Again, we know children . . . . My loved one and me. Dark days are upon me . . . . My wife is now dead. I look at the future ... . . . . I shudder with dread. For my young are all rearing .. . . young of their own. And I think of the years . . . And the love that I've known. I'm now an old man . . . . . . .. and nature is cruel. It's jest to make old age . . . . . . . look like a fool. The body, it crumbles .. .. . grace and vigour, depart. There is now a stone . . . where I once had a heart. But inside this old carcass . A young man still dwells, And now and again . . . . . my battered heart swells I remember the joys . . . . .. . I remember the pain. And I'm loving and living . . . . . . . life over again. I think of the years, all too few . . .. gone too fast. And accept the stark fact . . . that nothing can last. So open your eyes, people .. . . . .. . . open and see. Not a cranky old man . Look closer . . . . see .. .. . .. .... . ME!! Assembled by "Jafid2005" @FeelingstoInk   Easy Free Borders from TagBot Borders