Biography of Erica Burke
I am an up and coming childrens book author who loves poetry. Some people say that I remind them of a perky first grade teacher, and I like that.
Erica Burke Poems
Ode To My Pillow
Dearest pillow that is in my bed, Why do we seldom meet? For on you tonight I will rest my head, And I’ll hope that it’ll be sweet.
Pantoum For Mother
My mother, always a gentle woman, As far as I have known, Loves her children, loves herself, Worked herself to the bone.
What Do I Want? ?
I want you to... Hold me when I'm crying, And even when I'm not,
Peanut Butter Cups
Oh peanut butter cup, Why do you do this so? I love you as a new born pup, And this you need to know.
I Am Only 16
I am the kitten at your feet, I love you and I only want love from you, I am always number two because I am afraid to be number one, I am the smile from an old friend,
I Need My Faith?
If I did not need my faith, I would have burned it. For what has faith in life ever done for me? I had faith, but then I lost it. Only then it occurred to me,
I almost went to see my friends tonight where, We almost would have gone to the movies and, They almost would have talked me into getting a beer, I almost won the fight.
My Teacher & Support
God is my Teacher; He tells me when I am going wrong. Yahweh will give me a test, only so I can figure out what I need to study. He gives me strength. He is the only one who can and will hold my life together when the glue seems to come apart at the seams. When my family fails me, God will exceed.
The color of ruby red with dots of yellow mixed in, Little Jonny Apple Seed, And gravity at work. Look close and see,
Awkward silence, Evil glare, He belongs with me, Not over there.
My Love Is...
Faithful, never Forgotten, and Kind, Obvious even to the blind, Kept in the forfront of the mind, Is my love for you!
How Much? ?
I love you more then my blue jeans are blue... I love you more then the quarter back his football... I love you more the the blue jay coo's... I love you more then the mayor his hall!
'The 'Friend's' Battle Cry'
I hear the music, I feel the beat, I'm about to lose it, But want to keep,
It's not as if I spend my day just sitting by the phone, And if you called I very well may pretend I wasn't home. I know you think you have my heart just hanging by a string, But you should know that my life is built on more important things.
Peanut Butter Cups
Oh peanut butter cup,
Why do you do this so?
I love you as a new born pup,
And this you need to know.
The way your filled with goodness,
I never ever could describe,
The peanut butter is usless,
Unless in you it is inside.