Poems About: GRADUATE
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349.My Head On The Pillow On The 50 Yard Line
At 4 a.m. I watch the
stadium getting bigger all around
campus the sun is getting ready
she still drives her Lexus read more »Robert Rorabeck
350.I Had a Nightmare
Dr. King had a dream that we all would live in
peace with equality. I had a nightmare and in
this nightmare the streets were paved with the
blood of our young. The sky was lit up with the read more »Lore Me34
351.Me! Not Real
If the whole world knows the real me
What kind of young lady would I be?
I am not all good as the way someone else persuade me
I am whack out as I can be read more »Margo Reid
352.What is it Called?
What is this called when you long to kiss his lips and touch his angelic face?
Or when you feel like caressing his back to ease the pain?
Someone told me it was love.
What is this called when your mama beats the hell out of you? read more »jasmine banahi
353.Life In A Graduated Cylinder
'Why are our lives so pegged
on tests and calibrations....? '
I wondered one day at lab: read more »Frederick Kesner
354.Come smile at me again
Come smile at me
come smile at me again.
And use the only smile you have,
the selfless and exquisite one. read more »Herbert Nehrlich
355.Michel De Nostredame 1503-1566
The Farmers Almanac is where it is all at,
from the stars above, and beyond the French
Riviera, to the lands of Provence,
was once a man named Rue Nostradamus. read more »Ray Allan James
356.I Waited So Long
I waited so long 9 months in fact, the birth it felt like an attack
I waited so long to turn my back, on childhood and 12 years intact
I waited so long to turn 16, get a car exploit the dream
I waited so long to find a girl, the one I'd love and begin a world read more »Daniel Lloyd Kennedy
357.No Lost Day
No day is lost if you have cared
To help someone along life's way.
Some food to stop the hunger pain
Or flowers to brighten an ill one's day. How about reading a story to a child? read more »Cornelia Kay Grant
358.Love From My Heart
Love from my heart, and with great respect,
I give to my son LEWIS, who is an ARCHITECT,
He loved to draw at the age of 3,
We were so proud, when he drew a house and a tree, read more »Esther Cooper
I was born to parents who had honors.
I studied in school with honors.
I played sports with honors.
I graduated from college with honors. read more »Michael Leroy Porter