cheryl davis miller
Biography of cheryl davis miller
I'm married,35years.I have 2 grown daughters,3 grandkids.Live on a small farm in Ohio.Came from W.Va.
Parents divorced when I was one, and I was given to an Aunt to raise. At 13, she thought I needed to be with my 'real' mother. At 14, my 'real mother', thought I would do better with an older brother. at 14yrs. and 2mos. I decided, I would do better on my own. So I lived many lives in the next 5 yrs, until I married.
Since then I have lived a quiet life.I have scribbled since I was a child. Learned to read from looking at poems my mother had read, and I had memorized. Daughters show no interest, but grandkids may! I hope anyway!
cheryl davis miller Poems
The Walking Dead
'You feel too deeply, ' my mother spoke. When suddenly from sleep I woke. How can one limit ones depth of heart? Please tell me Mom I want to start.
Go Away Snow
From the North to the South, and the East to the West; Nasty Old Man Winter has tried his very best.
A limerick for my family, who one and all have abandoned me. Left me to deal with this killer-flu, my limerick I will share with you;
Molly you inspire me, so I've picked up my pen, To say you've handled 'Grace' fully, the circumstance you're in.
The Mouse Brigade
The long night of the mouse brigade; friend do you ever recall? How over run my house had become; when creatures ran up the wall.
Mary had her spent life lavishly; she had lived it so hard and fast. She met a man in the marketplace Who told her all about her past.
It's Not In Vain
Once in a garden far away there in the cool part of the day. Our Maker sat and held a lamb close to His breast.
I remember pickled pig's feet, potatoes an hog jowl. People never use to waste food, not the way they do now.
The Butterfly Bush
I planted me, a Butterfly Bush, a Butterfly Bush, a Butterfly Bush, I planted me, a Butterfly Bush, To see if it were true,
To Be Or Not To Be
An inconsequential life; lived out in deep regret. What could change the circumstance; about which now I fret.
No To Refugees -new-
An Answer to Obama and Shep Smith Excuse us Sir, if we say 'pass' not welcome to the masses.
I've been proud to be an American and I am proud to be one still. She's always lead with the best intentions. I believe that She always will.
Pitiful, Petulant, Pouting, Pete [ His ...
Little petulant pouting Pete; he was use to having his way. Accustomed to others waiting, to hear whatever he would say.
Beans or greens, I still can hear Momma say; kids you can have both if you like today. Biscuits are ready there's no need to wait now come on let's say grace, and fill your plate.
She smiles as she ponders on
the yesterdays now past.
She smiles in the afterglow
of victories steadfast.
She smiles though she knows there's more
behind her than before.
She smiles for she knows who waits;
to greet her on the shore.