Connie Webb


Connie Webb Poems

81. A Gift A Power Brings 2/4/2008
82. Almost A Year 11/10/2006
83. Butterflies And My Family 4/9/2006
84. Mowing The Lawn 3/26/2006
85. Cats Fly 3/28/2006
86. Just Outside My Door 4/13/2006
87. Even Though 10/12/2007
88. E-Tale 4/9/2006
89. A Size Down 3/31/2007
90. Fun Days As A Child 4/3/2007
91. Easter's Past 4/15/2006
92. Raising Teens 3/24/2006
93. The Mother's Day Plant 5/6/2006
94. A Good Friend She Was 5/27/2008
95. Spring's Almost Here 4/9/2006
96. Art 4/13/2006
97. When You Were Born 4/15/2006
98. Memories From The Sixties 5/7/2006
99. Live 5/7/2006
100. But Life 3/27/2006
101. Saying Good-Bye To My Therapist 7/18/2006
102. Fascinated And Motivated By An English Teacher 3/26/2006
103. A Black Cat Crossed My Path 10/19/2006
104. Funny Feet 5/6/2006
105. The Last Poem? 3/31/2007
106. Alcoholism's Sadness 4/5/2007
107. A Stay-At-Home Mom Was I 4/15/2007
108. We Will Not Lose Hope 4/17/2006
109. Standing Up For Myself 1/7/2009
110. Loss 4/11/2010
111. A Mother's Thoughts 8/26/2006
112. Art By A Two Year Old 5/21/2006
113. Mom And Time 5/8/2006
114. Strength 4/11/2010

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

Strength

When the pain ended and the last tears fell,
And I got out of my living and bitter hell,
I found a strength as strong as steel,
This strength I found is surely real.

I found a strength to hold onto,
To help me out,
To make it through,
This strength I found deep inside,
From this strength I will not hide.

I will carry it with me night and day,
This strength sure does have a way,
Of cheering me and making me glad,
I found the strength I one time didn’t have.

So now when sadness comes about,
When my mind is filled with doubt,
On...

Read the full of Strength

Christmas

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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