Connie Webb

Connie Webb Poems

81. Raising Teens 3/24/2006
82. Remembering Him 8/26/2006
83. Saying Good-Bye To My Therapist 7/18/2006
84. Self-Worth 1/5/2013
85. Solitude 4/11/2006
86. Something Profound To Say 4/13/2007
87. Spring Rain In Northern California 4/2/2006
88. Spring's Almost Here 4/9/2006
89. Standing Up For Myself 1/7/2009
90. Still 4/15/2006
91. Strength 4/11/2010
92. That One Word 11/5/2009
93. That Voice 2/3/2010
94. The Bone Density Test 4/4/2006
95. The Christmas Wrapping Paper 3/28/2006
96. The Last Poem? 3/31/2007
97. The Mother's Day Plant 5/6/2006
98. The Mushrooms 3/25/2006
99. The Smiling Path 1/26/2008
100. The Suitor 3/24/2006
101. Time, Time, Where Is It Going? 10/28/2009
102. To Believe 2/2/2008
103. Trains And A Great Uncle 4/2/2006
104. Under The Influence Of Nature 4/8/2006
105. Valentine's Isn'T Just For Lovers 2/14/2008
106. Was That Rainbow Placed There By You? 6/26/2008
107. We Will Not Lose Hope 4/17/2006
108. What Is Enough? 3/26/2006
109. When I'M Gone 8/18/2008
110. When You Were Born 4/15/2006
111. Who Is Right? 5/27/2008
112. Who Is The Best? 4/17/2006
113. Who Will Save Us? 2/27/2008
114. You Meet The Criteria 4/11/2006

Comments about Connie Webb

  • Goldy Locks (10/20/2007 11:45:00 AM)

    Authentic is as authentic does. That's Connie for you. Her self-questioning never rests. And that's nobility at its finest.

    best care
    sjg -~-

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Best Poem of Connie Webb

Mom And Time

When I was a girl
I told my friends
My mom is so mean
I wish she would stop telling me
What to do!

When I was a teen
I told my friends
My mom is so mean
She won’t let me stay out
Late at night!

When I was a young adult
I told my friends
My mom is so mean
She keeps calling me and wanting to talk
All the time!

Now that she is gone
I wish she would tell me what to do
Tell me to not stay up so late
Call me and talk for hours
And I lied
My mom was not so mean
She was being a mom
And showing she cared
Mom, I love ...

Read the full of Mom And Time


She still likes Christmas even though she ain’t religious
She likes gathering around the lighting of the big tree
With dressed up in velvet carolers singing joyously.

She likes the parade with lighted trucks and candy canes
The walks around town in winter nights
While looking at all the glowing lights.

The decorations are in stores way too soon

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