cheryl davis miller Poems

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.
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'What is the matter Daddy
why is it you can’t see
all that's happening out there
it seems so clear to me.'
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Little petulant pouting Pete;
he was use to having his way.
Accustomed to others waiting,
to hear whatever he would say.
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I've thought of Mom a lot today
as Mother's Day draws near.
Remembering the little things
I've missed of her this year.
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Betty and Mark were a wild pair
from down Kentucky way.
They flew into town back in '86
in a seventy Chevrolet.
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Apostacy, it's plain to see,
the great, Falling Away,
Revealed before, our very eyes,
more evident, every day,
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'Twas a have-to case so many years
just to feed the family.
I hung up my gloves for a long time
and rested my poor knees.
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Vanessa and I and the Queen of Sheba
we lived in a mystical land.
Where Vanessa and I proclaimed Karmen Queen
at three she did't understand.
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Won't Forget

To be hanged, drawn, and quartered;
now that sounds right to me.
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I watched as a boy with plump rosy cheeks
and eyes of a brilliant sky blue.
Stretched his short little arm to reach a lone daisy
still wet with the mornings first dew.
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