Biography of cecelia warner
I was born in the Philippines but raised in the United States. I am very happily married and have 4 kids and 1 terrific grandson. My terrific sisters who are Poemhunter members have introduced me to this and trying to help me with the world of computers (obviously I am very computer illiterate! ! !) Please bear with me. Thank you Aurora Wells and Lee Degnan for being the wonderful sisters and friends you both truly are.Also I have the best mother-in-law, in-laws and stepkids anyone could ever have. I love you ALL!
cecelia warner Poems
Masking The Truth
My life was based on masking the truth, not allowed to express feelings buried throughout my youth.
Empty During The Day And Dark At Night
Creating a small island of hope in a sea of ruin Sparkling and bright on Delery Street
He never saw her tears, He never saw her pain,
I'Ve Tried To Hate You...
I've tried to hate you for reasons I will try to explain. It maybe too late now but this I can no longer contain.
By: Shannah Mackey My family is broken and cannot be fixed. I wonder if they love me or if I'm even missed.
Our 'Bleeding Hearts'
You've planted many flowers for us that are now starting to grow. Some of them I know by name but others, I just don't know.
So many mixed emotions just want to scream and shout! What needed to be said just should've come out!
Back To School
School's starting soon and I can't wait I hope the bus isn't running late
Laugh Clown Laugh
Laugh Clown laugh, that's what they want me to do. I guess I'm doing something right because this Clown made you laugh too.
Love, Anger And Hate
We've spent so many precious years together and now it's come to a heartbreaking end.
Poem For Grandma 2
By: Shannah Mackey Written: 2-15-08 Your beauty's in your flowers
By: Shannah Mackey I got a little bored and wrote these. PLEASE don't use them to break up with someone. 1. Roses are red. Violets are blue. Life is to short. To spend it with you.
By: Shannah Mackey I read the one my cousin David wrote and found it really funny. It inspired me to write this one about a stupid girl. Running through the snow
Poem For Grandma
God took you for a reason. A reason we don't know. But, it was your time to go. God took you for a reason.
Our 'Bleeding Hearts'
You've planted many flowers for us
that are now starting to grow.
Some of them I know by name
but others, I just don't know.
One of these flowers
seem to tug at our hearts,
it sends our eyes burning
with tears of fiery darts.
Our bleeding hearts