Find the joy in little things; Focus on fun and laughter. Hippos were everywhere; they were jumping, They were moving their feet. Lazy time on a sandy beach Just can't be beat. We're ready now to stay indoors awhile, As we settle into winter's calm embrace. She filled my soul with happiness! My mom calls me a wiggler. Find your thankful self, And give it full expression.
Sisters Heart to Heart From the time that we were little, I knew you'd always be Not just a loving sister But a caring friend to me. . By Joanna Fuchs Although skiiers and snowboarders may dissent, this winter poem celebrates how winter curbs many activities and allows us to rest. It's a poem about autumn with action! Is it only me or does it appear like some of the comments come across like they are left by brain dead folks? I listen The wind whispers -- watching leaves as they glisten On this day, a beautiful October Lullaby of life is written The squirrels outside -on this night - seem quite smitten Another dreamy tune under the blue moon's transition Dancing my way down the verdant hill, under the sun I run with joy, into the arms of the majestic one The passion I feel describes fall's adventure just begun Intoxicated by the blossoms. These poems are free for use on personal greeting cards, provided that the author's name Joanna Fuchs or Karl Fuchs and our Web site address, www.
It has mountains and valleys and birds in the air; The place where I live, you might want to live there. Wafts of mild masculine colognes came from discretely dabbed faces and hair; while the fresh feminine floral scent of French perfumes permeated the air. Rhyme is love And love is rhyme, A conversation between two souls, Two hearts and two bodies Close, close, close, Soft, round, flowing At the roots of rhyme, Fallen in love, Climbed and free, As it may be, In a poem. You're an intelligent, capable, likeable guy; I often admire what you do. Her smiles to us were borne of joy, Serenity to share. By Joanna Fuchs Summer Poems Summer poems are very popular, so here are two summer rhyming poems for you.
I'm so sorry my blunder hurt you. . Let's go on with our lives as we were; I'd take it all back if I could. By Joanna Fuchs Sister Poem Poetry that rhymes can be about family members. Wife Poem Wife poems should radiate lots of affection, as this poem for a wife does.
And no matter who they were, They just knew, that they had to be there. And how is it that you command all the elements in your rhythms and your rhymes? By Joanna Fuchs Before using our poems please see our for permission details. Dance steps come n go but dance styles stay forever, mambo jazz, calypso , rock n roll, blues dancing soul, lindyhop, rhumba, clog , tango, flamenco, blu uk jazz dance. The ballroom was magically transformed with gas lights all aglow, and a glittering chandelier reflected on a highly polished mahogany floor. To write a new song when the music stops With lyrics that caress every tear that drops. Use this quality sister poetry to express your love and appreciation. I can't wait to see you; Please hurry and come back.
In a dreamlike state, I felt like a princess with a golden crown, making my grand entrance wearing a champagne chiffon gown. I own all copyrights to this poem video. We have a very special bond; I knew it from the start. I macaroni-mamba every time I need to eat. By Joanna Fuchs Well, not everyone loves winter, as this rhyming poem indicates. If you are considering writing a Christmas poem or song, you will probably want to use some rhyming words.
She caught my eye; it is love at first sight her captivating beauty does enthral. Sometimes poets use rhyme as a tool to show the humor in the message they are trying to convey. Each night I wake and feel my legs The ones that once carried me and jumped so high The ones that took me away from a world I didn't want to be in Creating a dream, I danced. They take joy in little things They're thankful, though they have less. This free sister poem, a rhyming poem, will touch her heart. I always need to leap.
Together they dance,the woman and the child, their soft footfalls pounding out the sorrows of many days at a worn out headstone, many dances to come, many tomorrows. Together they skip, towards her apple tree. Note: There are two more retirement poems on the page. Autumn days are shorter; The nights are getting cool; Geese fly south in flocks, As kids go back to school. Foolish girl, keeps dancing to reach you Each time I draw near, you back away And still it seems you want me to stay For an eternity drawn to a love unrequited Dancing in the dark Waiting for a spark My dancing shoes I place on a shelf Along with my dreams, pieces of myself Perplexed by your desire to continue Pirouetting toward the unknown You have always led, as I have followed Hoping to restore spirits that once soared Like gazelles across an uneven floor Leaping, ever leaping toward nothingness Dancing in the dark Waiting for a spark Leaving faded marks On a dance floor stark Copyright © Year Posted 2010. Have you no emotions to share? You study all your defects; An empty life is all you see. It is the magic of what I call the outer space of the imagination.
But people who only know a little about him think that Pope was a nasty person. The noble creature soared above The realm of common man. A good book and some cocoa feel just right In flannels, sweaters, winter's warm attire. This autumn poem includes a lot of them. Things we can't do the rest of the year Are summer's special treasures; Oh summer, summer, linger long, And give us all your pleasures! My destiny number is 7, though I chose my path number 8--- jan 8 rispetto form in 8 lines ------------ Andrea Dietrich's Tell Me Your Number Contest Copyright © Year Posted 2014 Dance Poem God named me a straying cloud, and by His perpetual wish I abide.
They have delicious foods; There's always something cooking; They feed you scrumptious tidbits, When no one else is looking. Piano playing meant to please Made everything refined. Happiness flirts at the edge of her dreaming, waiting for an open window. Wisps of smoke from chimneys Tell of cozy, crackling fires; Fall is being born, As summer now retires. Could you make a list the complete urls of all your communal pages like your Facebook page, twitter feed, or linkedin profile? Reverence for God and Goddess In beloved families far apart. Once again we awake from cold winter's pale dream, As our minds and our bodies revive; We rejoice and delight in spring's colorful sight; Each new spring makes us glad we're alive! You're my sweetheart, my love and my life, And that is why I must say, I'm really glad you're my wife; I celebrate you on this day! You've got a good heart; you help and you care; To your family and friends you are true. Her groom shall wear a silver suit.