Kathleen J. Shields
Kathleen J. Shields began writing short stories for fun when she was twelve years old. With much support Kathleen began down the path towards becoming a writer. Kathleen was able to complete her first novel of a series during the summer of 2002.
To keep her creative talents flowing she creates custom and personalized greeting cards for friends and family and with each card writes an original poem inside. While running her own graphics design company she continues to write and dreams to one day get the next book of the Kaitlyn Jones series published. more »
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Kathleen J. Shields Poems
Your Fishing Pole
There is something about you, something in your soul something that seems to surround your fishing pole….
Angels are Mothers
There are Angels God puts on this Earth Who care for us and guide us. You can feel their love and gentleness as they walk through life beside us.
I Miss You Mom
I’ve wanted just to tell you a few things you ought to know I’m doing pretty good now, I’m better than so-so. I think the guilt has passed me, I’m sleeping now at night I’ll forever - ever miss you, but I know I’ll be alright.
You Are My Inspiration
Through thick and thin, through good and bad Through every day you’ve made me glad When I was sitting at the end of my rope Your encouraging words gave me hope
While there is nothing that I can say to help you ease your sorrow, take comfort in the knowledge that there will always be tomorrow. I can not comprehend just how sad you must be feeling,
Ode to Texans - The People the Devil Lef...
I received this poem in an email and it enticed me to write an additional poem to go along with it. The first poem is: ODE TO TEXAS - Author Unknown
I Am So Sorry
When I came to you, you did not listen You shrugged your head and kept dismissing All my worries, fears and doubts To you were unknown whereabouts
She’s a wonderful woman so full of love; she’s a joy to be around too But before the first drink she’s not quite that way, like she doesn’t know what to do.
I am a prayer bear and this is what I do I help give God’s love especially to you If you need a small hug or a great big embrace I’ll always be here to put a smile on your face
Grandpas Birthday is Flag Day
Your birthday falls on flag day, and that makes sense to me Since you worked proudly for our country, from sea to shining sea Your work it did make history, the books they will proclaim So it makes sense to me your birthday would bring you so much fame
You Lost Your Mother
I know what you are feeling, I’ve felt it too my love Our mother’s are now in heaven, looking down from above. The sadness you are feeling, I know it is profound And I know how hard it is, when others are around.
She was a complicated woman
She was a complicated woman Emotions led her here She loved her cats and nature She loved to feed the deer.
It's Been Six Months
It’s been 6 months since the funeral Seems like only a week 2.5 years since our last fight Why again couldn’t we speak?
You Are Missed
Rolling thunder the waves crashing in, a light on the crest reminds me of when whispering daydreams so vivid and bright with in my dreams a miraculous sight.
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Your Fishing Pole
There is something about you, something in your soul
something that seems to surround your fishing pole….
You moved to the coast, now that’s no lie
And we had a hard time with that little goodbye
But no need for heartache, no need to console
You had your boat and your fishing pole.
You know everyday you go out to fish
it’s like a genie granting every little wish
every time that bobber goes out of control
we know you are happy with your fishing pole.
Now on birthdays it’s special out on the water
I hear if you’re there, they’ll jump for the ...