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Dwayne Earle Gordon My Ladies - Poem by Dwayne Earle Gordon I’m running out of coal, inside my house is cold My daughter is so young and I am getting so damn old I wish that I could live forever, to see my grand-kids grow Take them to the park and play with them in the snow Her mother is so beautiful; I love to see her face Don’t have to run no race; she is already in first place She’s my Queen; I am her King – that’s just the way it is This world is full of hatred; don’t want to see us live My treasures are all here; I love you my dear The way you walk, the way you talk, and how you wear your hair I love my Princess and my Queen, the world best know I do And if a person tries to hurt them, this is what I’ll do You’ll just be missing! I hope you’re listening! Poet's Notes about The Poem Comments about My Ladies by Dwayne Earle Gordon Lily Mccambridge (10/27/2013 5:29:00 PM) What a beautiful poem this is. (Report) Reply Read this poem in other languages This poem has not been translated into any other language yet. Dwayne Earle Gordon's Other Poems Famous Poems Phenomenal Woman Maya Angelou Still I Rise Maya Angelou The Road Not Taken Robert Frost If You Forget Me Pablo Neruda Dreams Langston Hughes Annabel Lee Edgar Allan Poe Caged Bird Maya Angelou If Rudyard Kipling Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening Robert Frost A Dream Within A Dream Edgar Allan Poe
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Brandy Avery ~ Ba Chóir A Bheith Daidí ~ - Poem by Brandy Avery Troid i gcónaí do cad is ceart. Mothú sábháilte sa bhaile tucked i leaba ar an oíche. Na dathanna míleata a draped a thrasnaigh do ais. Tú áit nuair a bhí rudaí as whack. Shiúil tú tríd an deacra na n-amanna. Na laethanta dul in aois agus ar maidin bhí níos lú ansin a dime. Tá tú an ceann a bhfuil i gcónaí ann. Tá daidí níos mó ná am agus síntiús. Nach bhfuil tú fola nó aon ndáil. Ní ba mhaith liom a athrú rud amháin ag gach. Tá do séasúr is fearr leat peile. Rinne tú dom breathnú ar an taobh gheal den saol. Tá a fhios agam anois conas a bheith ina dea-bhean chéile. Tá tú an uimhir daidí amháin. Bhí tú ann nuair a bhí mé brónach. Níos láidre ná an fear is láidre. Beidh sé i gcónaí mo uimhir amháin lucht leanúna! Poet's Notes about The Poem Comments about ~ Ba Chóir A Bheith Daidí ~ by Brandy Avery Read this poem in other languages This poem has not been translated into any other language yet. Brandy Avery's Other Poems Famous Poems Phenomenal Woman Maya Angelou Still I Rise Maya Angelou The Road Not Taken Robert Frost If You Forget Me Pablo Neruda Dreams Langston Hughes Annabel Lee Edgar Allan Poe Caged Bird Maya Angelou If Rudyard Kipling Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening Robert Frost Television Roald Dahl