In the quiet of the evening's hush, I hear the crinkle, the stealthy rush, A shadow moves, a silent sneak, The midnight munchies strike again this week.
By Tale Weaver2 years ago in Poets
In the dawn of each new morning, as the sun begins to rise, There blooms a world of wonder in my little daughter’s eyes. A universe of giggles and a galaxy of grace,
By RAYMOND OGWU2 years ago in Poets
In sign language's beauty, hearts find a way, To connect, to cherish, to brighten each day. Hands flutter like birds in a boundless sky,
By Ren2 years ago in Poets
The Creator worked diligently with His hands, His eyes in every place By Wisdom he formed you, day and night He did not sleep
By Mezmur2 years ago in Poets
In the early light of dawn's embrace, Our bed's a cozy, sacred place, Yet every morning brings the test, Of who can stay in slumber best.
Though dad may not have known his second 'son' was his daughter He did pass on knowledge before he passed, to the next generation
By Savannah K. Wilson2 years ago in Poets
In twilight's hush, where stars alight, The world transforms to softest night, A season's spell, a yuletide call, Where winter's breath enshrouds us all.
I didn't know I was flying I thought I was just high I guess whatever I was smoking on Put me in the sky The drugs held my soul
By Erianna Gilliam2 years ago in Poets
Chavko said, "Be prepared. She will die." "We pray, trusting God either way." One day later, he called to say that praying had worked.
By Mack D. Ames2 years ago in Poets
I don't have one, A cardigan that smells vaguely like a grandfather. I don't have one of those either, A grandfather. And people who do not have and cannot have...they steal.
By Silver Daux2 years ago in Poets
In the quiet moments of dawn's gentle light, I find a whisper of grace, pure and bright. For every blessing, both great and small,
By Kevin MacELwee2 years ago in Poets
In the stillness of the morning, when dawn breaks through the night, God’s whispers fill the silence, guiding hearts to His light.
