There are many important thing’s in a man’s life, a home, a job, kid’s and a wife the animals the car yes the bill’s and due no one know what our minds go through. We make many plans and set our goals but it all seem’s to find whole, as i said once before the one’s you love and adore, Will always be there to keep you strong the loving words from the wife when your feeling down the patter of little feet running around the little cry’s and cooing sound’s as you all grow time’s will change but the love you have for your wife and kid’s will be the same, the baby grow they start to walk next thing you know they can talk day’s go by which turns into years before you know it’s all new fears, the babys have gone and grew up acting as they know what’s up times have changed since we were all kids and remembering the silly thing’s we did, we sit’em down we teel’em straight your little girl claims to have a date as you know what teenagers do begans a whole nother stress level for the both of you. Wouldn’t you know after the talking and lectures after a year or two you hear the words i do. They have all grew up and out on there own and you and your wife are all alone as be for but in this poem you still have them both to adore as they grow you love them more n more then the day they walk through your door with someone else to adore.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- I Stood With the Dead by Siegfried Sassoon
- The Routine Things Around The House by Stephen Dunn
- A New Psalm for the Chapel of Kilmarnock by Robert Burns
- Владимир Корнилов – Дождь обычный
- Dusk In Autumn by Sara Teasdale
- Cold Iron by Rudyard Kipling
- krishna039s_advice_to_arjuna.html
- Robert Burns: Address Of Beelzebub: To the Right Honourable the Earl of Breadalbane, President of the Right Honourable and Honourable the Highland Society, which met on the 23rd of May last at the Shakespeare, Covent Garden, to concert ways and means to frustrate the designs of five hundred Highlanders, who, as the Society were informed by Mr. M’Kenzie of Applecross, were so audacious as to attempt an escape from their lawful lords and masters whose property they were, by emigrating from the lands of Mr. Macdonald of Glengary to the wilds of Canada, in search of that fantastic thing-Liberty.
- As I Watch’d the Ploughman Ploughing. by Walt Whitman
- Rememberance of that Power by sylvan lightbourne
- The Constellations by William Cullen Bryant
- Words You Said poem – Andrew Neil Maternick poems | Poems and Poetry
- Pegasus at Wanlockhead by Robert Burns
- Юрий Левитанский – Мое поколение
- Sir Richard’s Song by Rudyard Kipling
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).