Dawn Ferrett Poems
|42.||Whatever Happened To Gratitude?||4/17/2012|
|43.||Highways And Byways Of My Mind||4/16/2012|
|44.||The Fairy On The Christmas Tree||5/18/2012|
|45.||An Old Joke, Told In Rhyme!||5/4/2012|
|46.||Three Limericks By Yours Truly!||7/18/2012|
|47.||A Merry Dance||5/18/2012|
|49.||A Glutton's Lament||11/9/2012|
|51.||Flight Of Fancy||4/16/2012|
|52.||A Love Poem? ? ? ?||6/25/2012|
|53.||Angels Are Rare||4/16/2012|
Angels Are Rare
When someone touches your heart and soul,
Shines through the dark like a star,
Brings out the very best in you,
Becomes part of who you are.
You know you've been blessed a thousandfold
And this debt you can never repay.
For Angels are rare and Saints are few
And Miracles aren't seen every day.
Sadly you were only mortal, my friend,
But you'll always be special to me.
I need you to know that you're sorely missed!
You'll live on in my memory.
Just Another Number!
I've seen a few birthdays come and go
And I hope to endure a few more,
But at my age, I can't help but question it all.
Just what is a birthday for?
When I was a child I looked forward to them.
It was exciting to guess what I'd get.
But now that I'm old, I don't feel that same thrill.
It's just something I'd sooner forget.