Phyllis Strong Poems
|8.||Why I'M Fat||12/3/2010|
|9.||God Has Blessed America||12/26/2010|
|10.||At Year End||12/30/2010|
|13.||It Bothered Me||4/3/2011|
|15.||Mom And Dad||5/7/2011|
|17.||Evil And Good||6/20/2011|
|18.||No Diet, Just Grow!||7/8/2011|
|21.||High Food Prices||8/23/2011|
|22.||2012 Mother's Day Gift||5/7/2012|
|24.||While The Humans Were Fighting Each Other; The Enemy Came In||7/29/2012|
|28.||Lord I Pray...||6/27/2013|
|29.||Power; Out Of Pain||7/19/2013|
|31.||Deer Playing Dare||11/8/2013|
|33.||Another Mother Cries||8/31/2014|
|36.||I Still Remember The Taste||12/27/2016|
|37.||That Last Piece Of Cake||9/16/2014|
|38.||Love Is Like||11/24/2010|
|40.||Idle Mind People||8/11/2011|
All Different, But Still The Same
Some people have short hair, some have long.
Some people have thick hair; some people’s hair is all gone.
Some people have black hair, some have gray.
Some people have brown hair, some blonde, some red.
Some people’s hair a color unsaid.
Some people are short, some people are tall.
Some people will love you; some won’t like you at all.
Some people like hot weather, some like cold.
Some people are timid, some people are bold.
Some people have dark skin, some people have light.
Some people have black skin, some people have white.
Some people eat ...
Love Is Like
Love is like a beautiful flower,
You have to plant a seed for it to grow.
Love is like a quiet whisper,
You have to be a good listener; for you to know.
Love is like a newborn baby,
You have to nurture her, for her to grow.
Love is like a farmer’s harvest,
What you plant, you reap what you sow.