You are my child,
given to me by some miracle
that I cannot comprehend
I was worthy of.
...
it was in those beautiful
cool eyes
the birth of my madness
and an innocence demise
...
Just like a number of months before,
I awoke from a terrible dream
screaming
I took the next few moments of haze then
...
Three brightly lit stars
lighting up the night sky
Three smiles shining like the sun
so warm, bringing tears to my eyes
...
I know I'm not supposed to be here
but listen if you will
It's as if I cannot think clear
life's a bitter pill
...
Seek within Poemhunters, and you shall find,
Faith and love so strong, and one of a kind
hearts so true are they in their cause
and have given their 'enemy' much to pause
...
The world is full of unhappy places,
For only the rich can stuff their faces...
Africa, to be most specific,
has food supply no-so -terrific
...
Every year it's the same old story
Turn away if it gets too gory
Certainly not a tale for the frail and meek...
This is a tale of how Turkey Day becomes Turkey Week!
...
I wish I was there every minute
Just to look at you and sit by your side
And hold your hand when the pain hits
and pray that it quickly subsides
...