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Marlee
Joined: 20 Mar 2009 Posts: 5592
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Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2009 6:05 pm Post subject: Poem's Please look |
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I am going to post some poems here let me right them and i will get back to you. Thanks
Lee
I needed a nick name and I really like the name T.J but thats not short for Marlee so if you have a sug tell me PM me though
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Marlee
Joined: 20 Mar 2009 Posts: 5592
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Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2009 8:23 pm Post subject: |
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This is a poem I got names are of people i do not know
Brothers
When I awake from a good nights rest
I can guess
Who will wake me up.
Levi, Jumping on my bed,
Making his face all red.
I see from the corner of my eye
Travis, wearing dad's tie.
I yell for mom,
Who gets them off,
And shoo's them off to breakfast.
This is one of my best
I want to dedicate this poem to my Best friend in the world and her to litttle brothers who always wake us up in the morning. And to her Mom who is like a second mom and her Dad who treats me just like one of his own.
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Marlee
Joined: 20 Mar 2009 Posts: 5592
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Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2009 8:31 pm Post subject: |
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A Growing Boy - Not a good name but here it is
As my my baby brother sleeps,
I know Mom weeps,
For she knows he will Grow,
And then he will Know.
That She wept for him so,
Those nights so long ago.
My brothers kind of chubby,
When we put him in the tubby,
And rub his little tummy.
Those days go by fast,
When you live them they go slow,
But soon he will know,
How much his mother loved him so.
Hope you like it
Marlee |
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Marlee
Joined: 20 Mar 2009 Posts: 5592
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 3:19 pm Post subject: |
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Havent thought of a name for this one yet
As I sit in here
I think its quear
that he would meet me
Up in a tree
As I think and wait
It sounds very faint
The call of my brother
He is down below
I want to shut him out
But I know He will shout
I open the door of my tree house
And see him holding Louse
"Carter"! I say
"Throw those things away"
"Their my pet's he says"
Hanging his head and walking away
I miss those days with my brother
The day he died i said
"O God Forgive me For the way I acted"
Those days went fast
So quick they past
When my sons shut each other out of the house
because of a louse,
those day I remember so long ago
This poem is not true Really not very good but O well I am working on that |
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