Julia Ann Holliday

Rookie (Swansea, Wales)


Poem by Julia Ann Holliday

Emma has eyes, like the heavens of blue,
She has a delicate air of beauty about her too.
If Emma were a season, she would be spring,
She's free and she's happy, like a bird on the wing. Where Emma is, you hear the laughter of great friends,
Whose happiness never comes to an end,
It was in a green vale, that Emma was born,
And heaven's angels guard her from dusk until dawn. Emma has found the gift of love, so true,
Which spreads radiant joy, when she shares this gift with you,
She's gentle and innocent and pure like a dove,
And when she cries,
Her tears are like translucent fountains,
Falling from above.

Comments about Emma by Julia Ann Holliday

  • Emma Kessler (4/15/2010 7:26:00 PM)

    Lovely poem, you create a vibrant picture of Emma. Wonderful poem.(Report)Reply

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  • Emma AdamyanEmma Adamyan (6/26/2009 1:48:00 PM)

    Sounds soo sweet :) the poem pictures a real angel. im sure she is. and the poem is impregnated with the warmth and love of urs.....(Report)Reply

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  • Emma Funnell (12/13/2005 1:45:00 PM)

    Sounds just like my beautiful grandaughter Emma(Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003