Biography of Margaret Everard
I write poetry all the time. I don't actively pursue it all that much, meaning I don't really plan on publishing my poetry or anything, but it's still something I enjoy writing and sharing, and I do hope that you enjoy reading it. Oh, and call me Maggie, Margaret is not my chosen name, and its old fashionedness kinda bugs me.
Margaret Everard Poems
This poem sort of goes with another poem I wrote, entitled 'A Sunrise'. It is so peaceful at sunset, They show all dreams to be met
Until I Met You
I never used to cry Never shed a tear I never had to try I never showed my fear
The Tell-Tale Heart
I once knew a man with a vulturous eye I hated it so much that he had to die,
I am such an idiot Why do I do the things I do? I'm surely going crazy, now Falling back in love with you
A sunsrise is the beginning of a day A hope, or promise, that all will come as may
The Chance To Fly
A baby bird sits on a branch his mother sits nearby She urges him to take the chance, to take the chance to fly.
When It Rains
Some people say the sky is crying when it rains Letting the tears fall fast and so free with the pan.
Life can seem so pointless No one ever seems to care The earth is a huge mess But the topic choice is hair.
Life is a ride of ups and downs, Tears and laughter, Smiles and frowns.
Prayer- Living Life To The Most
Dear God, Help us as we go along to live our lives to the most Be it through dance, or song
A Closing Prayer
Dear God, Help us as we go our ways Keep us sensible and sound So we can sing your praise,
An Opening Prayer
Dear God, We've got work ahead Stuff we've gotta do It'd help to be led
Dedicated to a young girl of 14, and her family, who recently drowned in my area. Death can stop many things It's a span of time that closes;
Hope Steals In
Hope steals in Through the largest of cracks It makes silver from tin And nothing feels to lack.
Wherever You Are
Jumbles of feelings
Oodles of thoughts
My reason is stealing
Away from what it aught
It's stupid, I know
This absurd little idea
How wild my feeligs grow
While my sense goes to Korea
And yet I still dream
Still wish upon that little bright star
Though my friends my scream
I'll be here, or wherever youare.