I m a 68 year old grandmother of five; mother of three. I was a Medical Transcriptionist for 48 years so typing, spelling, editing, etc are not new to me. I have written many poems over the years, some of which are published on a poetry website. I am associated
+ more bio informationTHE LORD OF THE MANOR AND HIS LADY They walked together arm-in-arm Her in her beauty Him with his charm A handsome twosome was this pair The Lord of the manor and his Lady Fair Into the garden, they both strolled Recalling memories of that day of old When she wore a dress of satin and lace A radiant smile upon her... More..
FALLEN HERO Beneath the tombstone There he lies. A stilled heart, forever closed eyes. His time on earth Now is done Somebody's brother, Somebody's son A grieving mother A saddened Dad The only son The two of them had Defending his country He lost his life Leaving behind A grieving wife A little child Who won't know his Dad W... More..
WHERE WOULD I BE? Where would I be without my sight? Never knowing day from night. Never seeing my lover's smile, Or the smiling face of my little child. Where would I be without my ears? Never hearing cries or cheers, Never hearing my child's first word, If I Love You spoken, was never heard. Where would I be without emotion... More..
HIGH SCHOOL MEMORIES I remember high school like it was yesterday. That is no easy feat considering my graduating class will be holding its fiftieth reunion this year. We were the first graduating class of this newly built high school in our city. While they were building the school, we attended double sessions at another... More..
IF I WERE GOD If I were God and I looked down to see This man-made den of iniquity Of infidelity and disloyalty I'd hang my head; so ashamed I'd be If I saw the mess man has made of life To cause such suffering, pain and strife I'd have to say You've had your chance You walked the walk and danced the dance You've let sinner... More..
WITH MY HAND IN HISVerse 1When I think my burdens are too much to bearWhen I'm feeling sad and full of despairI call on my Jesus to recharge my soulHe lifts me up and makes me wholeChorusI walk with Him, my hand in HisHe is my keeper like no other isNo longer will I feel sad and aloneHe'll take my hand and lead me homeVerse 2... More..
BE MY FRIEND Be my friend, not just my used-to-be I won't be your enemy; I refuse to be We can no longer be man and wife There are too many problems Too much strife We're both still parents Of three little guys Who are too young to understand The sudden good-byes I know it's hard for you to bend But for the chil... More..
SADNESS AND GLOOM She walks in darkness Of depression and despair. She walks in shadows, Gloom everywhere. With shades of gray In a colorless life. Heartache, pain, misery and strife, Her constant companions From day to day. Still she lingers and seems to cope, Clinging to even the slightest hope. Things will be better when ... More..
WHEN HUMOR IS NOT FUNNY I am very glad that someone brought this subject to light. All my life I have been ridiculed for being short. I have taken it in stride and laughed along with them and even made a few jokes myselfabout myself. Everyone thought I was a good sport and I always tried to live up to that impression but th... More..
HOMELESS Do not frown upon the downtrodden in the gutter. Be careful of the harsh words to him you utter. You know not what sort of pain and strife Has brought him to this point in life. He is someone's son or someone's brother Someone's spouse or significant other. Someone is waiting for him to come home; Instead he lies her... More..
Patty Padgett
Milledgeville, Georgia US
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