Poetry Pages

Orphaned acorns weep to see their abode littering forest glade, lanced thought the heart by natures sigh. Birds desperately seeking new habitat, as their once happy homes now adorn ancient barrows exhumed by neglect. Sad, thin faced squirrels frantically dig for winters stash buried deep beneath pan...

Hello Ivor
fancy seeing you here.

farmers work very hard, I should know
but ther lots more trades that work equally as hard.

twas a grand read.

Hello Heinzs It is a long time since I was last here
I felt like singing this. We are so ready for a change

Hello Tom it has been a long time.
This grand poem is the first I came across.
I love how you built from a breeze
to a full blown storm.

Erica and Heinz thank you, I just don't know how you found this, it is as old as the hills.

Maggie

Ah. I think most of us can relate to this.

Maggie

It's good to learn from our mistakes. Great message.

Maggie

So sad but unfortunately true. Very well done.

Maggie

I also like and am not too fussed about clowns either.

Maggie

Sweet debbie this must have been falling off page 20. I am so busy at present but will post soon

Hugs Maggie

Imthink that it is an honour to have a poem dedicated to you, Maggie

Stand up and be counted Ravyn we only have one chance at life. Very well said. Maggie

Tom this sound very factual, of course it happens every day to the firemen but the thought of a baby being left behind is so sad. A heartbreaking tale. Hugs. Maggie

Such a sad poem Tom, another family fatherless. Hope it not of your family.> Maggie

It is always the same that when a loved one dies we feel guilty. Such a moving poem redrobin. Maggie