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Brandy Avery ~MyčÖłlittlečÖëmonkeysčÖŐ~ - Poem by Brandy Avery Like little monkeys swinging from trees. They are always excited to learn and see. Dream of what they will grow up to be. Hope they will be happy and loved. I will always watch over them even from up above. I enjoy watching them play, run, and sing. Please my boys remember one tiny thing I will always protect and love you. That will always be true. They way you laugh and smile. I can only be away for a little while. You bring me love and joy when you laugh as you play with your toys. I love to watch you learn and grow. I thought you should know. I will love you where ever you go. No one will ever love you more. With your smile I will fly and sore. No matter what you do or say. It will always have to be this way. Comments about ~MyčÖłlittlečÖëmonkeysčÖŐ~ 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
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Brandy Avery ~ An Screams I Mo Aisling ~ - Poem by Brandy Avery Na soilse a choinneáil dom ó oscailt mo shúile. San oíche wipe mé ar shiúl na deora go bhfuil mé cried. Mo shaol athraithe go mór agus go tapa. Bhí a fhios agam mo sonas. Ar mhaith riamh a bheith caillte. Déanann Mo intinn a reáchtáil agus a adhlacadh mo am atá caite. Char Mo scread mo bhrionglóidí. Beidh aon duine riamh a fhios cad a chiallaíonn sé. Chun féachaint ar cad atá feicthe agam nó bhí nuair a bhí mé. Mé riamh ag iarraidh a bhraitheann mar seo arís. Seasamh mé ard agus beidh riamh titim. Ní bheidh mo aoibh gháire a bheith bun os cionn. Toisc go mbeidh mé ag seasamh go deo mo talamh. Poet's Notes about The Poem Comments about ~ An Screams I Mo Aisling ~ 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 A Dream Within A Dream Edgar Allan Poe