https://www.facebook.com/share/1in3ZN4vH3SXPibr/?mibextid=WC7FNe
Category: Poem Sharing
St. Patrick’s Day Poem Share
A Magical Day
Poet: Catherine Pulsifer
A magical day of luck and cheer,
May you have a leprechaun near!
Wear your finest green attire,
As the Irish truly do inspire.
No matter where you may be,
On St. Patty’s Day may you see
A shamrock – that four-leaf clover,
May your pot of gold never be over
Poem Share (LOVE)
The Raven
Poem
In the End…by MwsR
In the end
It isn’t the money
Or the tv programs that’s funny
In the end
It will not matter about how much you have or own
If your heart has never found a home.
In the end
You won’t be keeping up with who’s who
Or comparing all the latest hair do’s.
In the end
It won’t matter what brand name furniture or clothes you have to show
It will not even matter who you know.
In the end
One thing is certain
There will be a final curtain.
In the end
Your past, present, and future will come to play
Where you’re spend your eternal days.
So ….
In the end
Eternal future depends on your soul and where you will live.
And by your heart and what you did do and give.
All rights reserved/MwsrWritings/2023
💌💌💌💌💌💌💌💌💌💌💌💌💌
Poem
It’s Yours… By MWSR
What would it take to heal the sick and “cure” heartache?
What would you give if a peaceful life you could live?
What chains would you break so your destiny you could make?
What twist would you spin to save the life of a dear friend?
Life is about changing…messing up and rearranging.
You can choose to go down fighting or lose all your enlightening.
The power’s within you.
Go make your path that’s out there underneath the sky of blue.
Copyright reserved 2023. MwsRWritings. Com
Poem
Peace by MwsR Writings
As I rise, my mind sorts through
All the things of this new day I must do.
No rest, even though I am tired
No forgetting of troubles, I know, I have tried.
So much before me still left unfinished
The need to get them done has not diminished.
My body’s issues and pains
It can make me feel like a dog that’s chained.
I wish for peace down in my soul
A place of safety few will ever know.
With the light of a new day, I can attempt again,
I hope that I find this before my end.
I will keep trying, doing things over and over till it is there.
One minute, one day at a time, even if it takes a whole year.
Copyright (c) 2023 MWSRwritings – All Rights Reserved