GAYLE ANNE GOFF
Biography of GAYLE ANNE GOFF
HELLO I HAVE BEEN WRITTING FOR A WHILE NOW.
I FELL PRAY TO INTERNATIONAL LIBRARY OF POETRY. A WISE MAN ON THIS SIGHT SET ME STRAIGHT[THEIR A RIP OFF] I HAVE BEEN MARRIED THIRTY SIX YEARS, HAVE TWO
CHILDREN, AND THREE WONDERFUL GRANDCHILDREN. MY HUSBAND AS HAD ALZHEIMER'S FOR A COUPLE OF YEARS NOW.
SO I NOW STAY HOME WITH HIM. SO A NEW COMPUTER WAS
BOUGHT AND I BECAME A POEM HUNTER JUNCKIE. AND PROUD OF IT AND HAVE MET SO MANY GREAT, FUNNY, WISE PEOPLE FROM ALL OVER THE WORLD THANKS FRIENDS. [ @.NET]
GAYLE ANNE GOFF Poems
A Family Is Like A Tree
A tree is like a family it starts out very small but it soon begins to grow and the family too also grows.
Farewell Farewell I Bid You Adieu
How do you say Farewell to a loved on who's passed on, there are no words to say except Farewell
The teachers let monkeys out. I hear the bell ring. Time for all to sing.
If A Divorce Is What You You Can Pay For...
You said you'd be gone just a while. You kissed me good bye. Damn you fool a divorce you filed
A Birthday Message Sent From The Heart
Happy Birthday Dear Sister And this to someone who has become a first time nanny we send warm wishes from your loved ones left back in the
A Lemon Sunshine Day
To float among the new summer clouds and under a new full silver moon I can see the shadows looking back down at me to smell the night time fragrance from
Fall Leaves Have Started To Fall
FOR THE FALL LEAVES OF MANY COLORS HAVE STARTED TO FALL. THE COLD NORTH WINDS ARE CALLING,
Memories Of My Father
As I walk my fathers land .I pass his old flour mill. . No creature could be heard.
''My Picture Window Of Glass Isn'T Real...
As I sit in front of my picture window of glass. I'm sipping on warm tea.
A Message Sent To Heaven On Wings
Heaven is where every one hopes to go one day to go where there are no sins, and every one wins.
My Wedding Day
The Ice Queen, as everyone knows is my mother a year after I left the Ice Queens dugeon I met someonewe decided to get married. I did not want to, but a invitation was to her.
Our Family's Ring Of Life
My father was like our old hickory nut tree in our back yard. When he was a young seedling of about seventeen rings
And Old High School Friend
I have an old friend from my High School Day's She came from my past and shes joined me again as family
Lives Memories Scattered In The Wind
YOUR MEMORIES OF OUR LIVES PAST. HAVE BEEN SCATTERED IN THE WIND. YOUR MEMORIES, OF TODAY WILL BE LOST MEMORIES TOMORROW
Child Be Gone
How can a mother good or bad give
her baby away never to smell
that sweet smell new babies
never to know your own childs smell
Never to look into that pink little
never to hear its first cry
not to have a place in life.