Tim Kitchen

Rookie - 11 Points (Nottingham England)

Tim Kitchen Poems

1. A Love That Came To Stay 6/28/2011
2. I Remember 6/28/2011
3. The Gift 6/28/2011
4. It's Raining 6/28/2011
5. Just One Child 6/28/2011
6. Just For Tonight 6/28/2011
7. The Vagrant 6/28/2011
8. Strolling By The Sea 6/28/2011
9. The House On The Hill 7/25/2011
10. Children Of Our Time 8/4/2011
11. Loves Light Shining 8/11/2011
12. I Missed Them All Today. 4/22/2013
13. A Coin For My Pocket. 4/22/2013
14. Heartbreakers. 4/22/2013
15. On Her Wings. 4/22/2013
16. Play That Tune. 4/22/2013
17. Keep Love's Candle Burning 6/26/2011
18. All I Need Is You 6/26/2011
19. Lady Of The Light 6/27/2011
20. Loving You 6/27/2011
21. The Man You See 6/27/2011
22. Close To Me 6/27/2011
23. The Gravedigger 5/12/2013
24. Distant Footsteps 5/12/2013
25. I Can Still Remember 5/12/2013
26. Long Blonde Hair And Eyes Of Blue 5/12/2013
27. It's My Life I Am Living 5/15/2013
28. The Christmas Box 5/15/2013
29. Christmas Is Here 5/15/2013
30. Porth Joke Beach 5/15/2013
31. Photographer 5/15/2013
32. Children No More 5/15/2013
33. Two And Six 5/15/2013
34. Far Away 5/15/2013
35. Come On It's Christmas 5/15/2013
36. Who Can You Trust 5/15/2013
37. The Seed 5/15/2013
38. Never Quite Alone 5/15/2013
39. A Lifetime Together 5/15/2013
40. I Think Of You 5/15/2013
Best Poem of Tim Kitchen

War Child

Little girl, trying to sleep in your bed
don’t listen to the sound of the bombs nearby
just close your eyes and try not to cry
and let your brother sing you a lullaby.


And don’t listen to the noise of the guns
as the bullets flash by your door, don’t cry
just think of the peace found in sleep
while your brother sings you a lullaby.


Little girl, as you sleep in your bed
when you dream, try not to dream of the day
when soldiers came with their guns
and took your father away.


And when you wake up to a new day
looking for the sun, ...

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War Child

Little girl, trying to sleep in your bed
don’t listen to the sound of the bombs nearby
just close your eyes and try not to cry
and let your brother sing you a lullaby.


And don’t listen to the noise of the guns
as the bullets flash by your door, don’t cry
just think of the peace found in sleep

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