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Today at the park

this child was a joy to behold

I watched a young mother walking with her boy,Her proud smile told all of her joy.As cute as a button, cheeks rosy and red,Dark curls peeked from under the toque on his head.His laughter, like bells ringing out in the cold,His steps never faltered, he was...

The Cold (a short story)

Whilst apartment-searching, Kat notices something strange about her new landlady...

The cold seeped through the seams of her flimsy jacket and Kat shivered violently. The icy finger of a zephyr curled its way around her neck like a scarf and raised goosebumps over her back. Impatiently, she pressed the doorbell for a third time. The snow...

Star Song

first life

There is a tale that when a star burns out, It still sends its light to earth; Through the loneliness of blackest space, It crosses time and the universe.  But did you know the light it sends, Isn’t the only thing it sends along, Within its trail and bare...

What The Shepherds Saw

The child born to save the world

(To the tune of Silent Night...(tweaked a little of course))What the Shepherds saw Out in the fields We were tending our sheep When a very bright light Interrupted our sleep Choirs of angels were singing their song They told us to come We’d been waiting s...

Penny

A young man contemplates joining the ranks of fatherhood.

No babies. Ever. It is a strictly enforced, no exception policy I have put into place. Everyone I know told me that it was a foolish policy to implement. One day, they insisted, I would change my mind and have at least one child. Parents, grandparents, fr...

Farewell Little Angel

Written for a young boy who left this world too soon

Fear not the heat of the summer sun Nor the harshness of winter’s icy cold; Your worldly task is done, Homeward you are bound, Your angelic innocence intact: Fear not the displeasure of the Almighty, You are beyond all judgement now; You have no need for...

Reverence

On request, something of a lighter nature. Written with my granddaughter in mind.

Through the eyes of a child, The beauty you’ll see; Of dapple grey ponies, In fields of green, And butterflies that fly, Against a scarlet red sky.In the heart of a child, Emotions are real. The joy and elation At the sight of a rainbow. The fear and the...

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The Birth Of Our Son

I guess you could call this a family poem...originally posted under 67Goat...

Of all the things you've given to me,As proof that the best things really are free,If I had to narrow it down to one,It would be the birth of our only son.Watching him smile I become elated,At the sight of the life we have created,Our unimaginable pride a...